MOJ MAJOR PERSIAN MUSICIAN:MEHRDAD ABKENARI:SPRING GROWTH

فرامرز سلیمانی :خوشه یی پنهان 

به مهرداد آبکناری 

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خوشه یی پنهان 

پشت باغ و بهار 

دلی که مضراب می نوازد 

بر تارهای عاشق 

و به مضرابی 

می تپد 

رویش بهاری 

گذاری در ابو عطا 

به خوشه یی پنهان 

و ما در آواز ساز تو 

به سر شا ری 

می شکوفیم 

نادرمجد:افشاریNADER MAJD:IMPROVISATION

هنر با تجربه آفریده می شود و تکرار تجربه ها آفرینش و خلاقیت ارگانیک هنری را انکار می کند و تنها  پدیده یی ایستا و مکارائر ارایه می کند

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  Faramarz Soleimani بداهه نوازی نادر مجد بیشتر نوعی خلاقیت است برای کشف آن اندوه تاریخی  که در دست و ذهن نوازنده پنهان مانده است که نیز ظرفیت دستگاههای ایرانی را پس از قرنها مهجوری گسترش می دهد.تجربه یی که بویژه در دوران مهاجرت و با اشراف به فردیت اجراهای موسیقی کلاسیک غربی نیاز به پیگیری دارد زیرا هنر تنها با تجربه های نو آفریده می شو د

MARZIEH (1303-1389/1924-2010)

marzieh,a major contemporary vocalist,who died october 13 in paris with cancer,at age 86
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MARZIEH,Ashraf Sadat Mortezai
b,Tehran 1303/1924
d.21 mehr 1389/oct 13,2010,Paris,France
After Emad Ram,Marzieh is gone too.After Delkash,Pouran,Elaheh,Mohamad nouri,a generation of Iranians,in exile or at home ,lost another voice.she's gone and left a thousand songs behind with great nostalgia.I always whispered her song:
BEH ZAMANI KEH MOHABBAT SHODEH AFSANEH/in a time that love becomes legend
This was a popular song that we performed with our school orchestra,in Hadaf High School of Tehran,in 1336/1957, with our singer Farhad Savad kuhi.
This performance was done in front of a big audience,who included Dr.Mehran,the minister of education.
Afterward we recieved an honorable prize from Dr.Ahmad Birashk,the Hadaf Chancellor.This song is with me even when the singer  is now silent
Marzieh ,who was banned  from singing  for 15 years,once said:
"WHAT WOULD A NIGHTINGALE DO IF YOU PUT HER IN A CAGE?
SHE WOULD DIE IN TWENTY FOUR HOURS."
Marzieh like our other pop or classical singers was a lover:
"I SING MOSTLY LOVE SONGS...LOVE IS INCARCERATED AND KILLED IN IRAN."
Miss you!

MOHAMMAD NOURI (1308-1389)

mohammad nouri,a major persian musician.
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MOHAMMAD NOURI
b.Tehran 1308-
d.9 Mordad 1389/31 July 2010,Tehran

He sings
the word
with all his heart
When his body is a song
grows
in the cradle of his throat
F.S.,FROM SPRING THROAT,No 4

When he came to visit,I never asked him to sing.I just played a tape of his songs and he would sit and listen in silence.Once in a retirement party of our poet friend,the late Abbas Sadeghi Pedram,he started singing at no request,and there is a famous story that some rocks busted with his bariton voice and showered the people in that party.The samething happened in Maryam and Ali Dehbashi's wedding party,when bottles and glasses shattered with Nouri's warm voice heard from the other room.
He was very popular between people of different ages and genders and especially became more popular when performed Nima's poems with Fariborz Lachini's music and Ahmad Reza Ahmadi's recital,called dar shab-e sard-e zemesatani / in a cold winter night.
Mohammad Nouri left us,but he left us a treasure of his memorable songs and music.

An incantation with his dreams
an incantation
in  quavering of his throat
a twist
to his look
a cry
on his fingertips
a dizziness of his dreams
the garden
is laying
on his spring throat

F.S., FROM SPRING THROAT,No.6

MOONSHINE/MAHTAB

Modified 4.30.2010
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Moonshine!
O companion of lovers
O light of the sky
O moonshine
O lamp of the sky
Brightener of the world
Lips on lips together
We were together and lonely
On the passage way
Fascinated and frentic
Immersed in watching.

Moonshine!
Tonight that I am with you
She's gone and the world passed
I run to mountain and plain
To forget that she's gone
With you so many nights
We were there
Free of the world
Lips on lips together
We were together and lonely
Fascinated and frentic
Immersed in watching

Faramarz Soleimani says:
I heard this song with performance and lyrics of an unknown Iranian-Armenian singer,named Vigen in Cafe Shemiran ,Khiaban Ferdosi@Estambol ,with my friend and track and field coach: Mahmud Khaligh Razavi,who happened to be a drummer,as well.He was the most decorated champion of Asia too in 1958 Asian Games of Tokyo,Japan.Vigen ,a guitar player and drummer took this song to Motel Ghu of Noshahr,mazandaran in the summer of 1337/1958,and then to Radio Tehran on friday morning show.Eventually the very same Vigen became the king of the jazz in Iran.This spring,in the company of Mahtab an Rasul Sadighian and friends,we played the song after more than 50 years of its original performance ,and to the memmory of Vigen.We danced and jubilated in oblivion.
Thanks to Mahtab,Rasul,Ida,siamak,Nassim Babak,Haleh ,the Dorudis and other friends and families.
Next time we're going to sing it along in Farsi,English,and dance it through the night,with vigen,Nasser Rastgarnejad,the poet and in memory of Karo,Vigen's brother ,who offered us his poems ,in his book:"Breaking the Silence",in school and in our heart during our lifetime...
This is how the translation of MAHTAB happened and posted in here.