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Thu, June 21, 2007 - 10:05 PMbut as i was talking about the instrument, about how the frets can be moved and the strings can be tuned in different ways, and even during playing we pull the meend... it's an instrument full of possibilities, every possibility, why should we be concerned with doing it right?
my ear hears an interval, as i tune the sympathetic strings i feel like adjusting a fret, that suggests a scale or an idea. why not paint with sound colors? why not be free? how much more adjustable are our voices than this sitar?
of course it has been nine years since i first studied indian music, maybe it is finally enough a part of me that i can relax the boundaries. when that will happen with opera, i don't know. performance is tomorrow, wish me luck.
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Fri, September 28, 2007 - 12:15 AM
You owned your own sitar and you parted ways with it? For shame! :)
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Fri, September 28, 2007 - 5:57 PM
i have another one
i brought one back for my boyfriend at the time, but when he said he was going to stick it in the corner of his room and not play it, i held onto it. i had this lingering thought that i was going to teach sitar some day and i would need it but i won't. i'm a singer. i'm not playing my other one anyway. so i'm no better than the boyfriend.
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