This idea popped into my head this evening and it’s been such a gift and I’ve been scribbling away - yes with pen on paper - and it’s exciting me.
I wasn’t looking for it. It just appeared and said “HELLO WRITE ME NOW!”
So I am.
I wasn’t looking for it. It just appeared and said “HELLO WRITE ME NOW!”
So I am.
I seem to have conjured it by recalling the first time I heard Holiday by Madonna (on a school bus in Jeddah, Saudi Arabia in 1983).
And it turned into pages and pages on Umm Kalthoum, Swedish House Mafia, Nina Simone, The White Stripes, and Abdel-Hakim Hafez.
And it turned into pages and pages on Umm Kalthoum, Swedish House Mafia, Nina Simone, The White Stripes, and Abdel-Hakim Hafez.
When I was 4 or 5, I would fall asleep only by having a radio next to me. I’ve always loved music - especially pop. I have zero snobbishness when it comes to pop. I love Umm Kalthoum and Nina Simone, yes, but I’m right there with pop stuff too.
And it wants to be written
And it wants to be written
And in that first tweet it should be Abdel-Halim of course. k and l on my tiny touchpad.
Halim of course doesn’t belong just to #Egypt. It’s so moving to see how many continue to love him.
Sawwah is the one for me.
Halim of course doesn’t belong just to #Egypt. It’s so moving to see how many continue to love him.
Sawwah is the one for me.
I will make a playlist of course. But you don’t have to know the songs or even the singers/bands.
And there will be politics. Of course.
Isn’t there always?
Isn’t there always?
