A song - as if from a fairy tale - from days long gone - apparently thousands of years old.
Three men in Turkey, Istanbul, the city on the Bosporus in a dark and gloomy setting. They elicit incomprehensible sounds from their instruments, which instantly carry listeners and viewers into an oriental dream world. A world of 1001 nights. Laue summer nights, palm trees, dunes on the beach, the sound of the waves, a salty breeze with a gentle scent of the sea blows through and lets us leave the body, ascend into the starry sky, in the moonlight we glide with the waves into eternity.
The right-wing singer and musician is blind and strikes every string of his santur with his little mallets and magical security, eliciting sounds from angels. The main singer to the middle played the classic oud (Ud) with the same passionate devotion. The musician on the left has a perfect feel for the hit at the right time on his hand drum. He doesn't seem to come from Turkey, which is not important for the complete work. So all three musicians are connected through an invisible band of their voices, their music, and us as their beautiful sounds listening audience. The wonderful music is attracting everyone.
So may time stand still, with it all sorrow, all greed, all unrest, all the evil of this world polarized in these moments in an all-encompassing devotion, transformed to love, passion and pure human being.
God bless these musicians....
