In this episode, we'll listen to a song called In Every Tear, He's There by Sami Yusuf. We will also listen to an interview of Sami answering the question "Where are you from?"
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https://hamibash.com/rjpodcast
The text of the interview:
I get this question a lot.
Probably more than any other question.
In one way the answer to the question is very simple:
I’m British.
I’m a citizen of the United Kingdom.
I’m from London.
But often there’s an implication when someone asks me this a kind of a question within the question.
And a statement of nationality isn’t enough.
It doesn’t really satisfy the questioner.
It could be: if you’re British, why do you sing in so many languages? Why is so much of your music based in
traditions of Andalusia, the Middle East, or Central Asia?
Or there may be an implication that I’m not really British — or British enough.
I get that sometimes from people who don’t recognise and embrace the amazing multi-cultural society that Britain is today.
They want to know: ‘Where is that name from?’ ‘You can’t be from here. You must be from someplace else.’
Or there may be a question about the authenticity of my compositions the implication being that only a person born and raised in a certain tradition can communicate the arts of that tradition with authenticity.
So since I’m British I should stick to Christmas carols or Western classical music or pop music that doesn’t have any roots? I don’t think so.
But back to the answer. I was brought to London as a very small child when my parents, who are of Azeri origin,
moved here. I have no memories
Sadly I have no memories of any other country. Like many first-generation Brits I truly love my British homeland. There’s so much to love about the UK from its beautiful countryside to its Gothic architecture to its famous humor (you’ve got to love British sarcasm) to English folk music to its idealism and so much more.
And I also treasure the legacy passed down to me from my Azeri parents. They come from a land at a crossroads of East and West a land of spiritual poetry and exquisite music. Perhaps it’s my Azeri roots that have made me a lover of mystical poetry and music of many cultures, and especially of the Sufi world. These arts have penetrated my heart, so when I compose, when I pick up an instrument, when I sing, there’s often a distant echo of these sounds. They’re very much part of my being. Cultural identity informs so much of what we do and who we are. It comes from everything around us that teaches us, and moulds us and shapes us until we can say ‘I am…..’ ‘I am British, I am Arab, I am German, or Indian, or etc, ….’ But many of us have been formed by more than one culture. Many of us have more than one identity, more than one ‘I am….’, more than a one word answer to the question ‘Where are you from?’ As for me: I’m from London unbelievably diverse and noisy and amazing London. I’m proudly British and Muslim with Azeri roots at the same time. And I see no contradiction in that.
But still, I find myself at home in other places that have formed me, too. My heart can catch fire at the Persian poetry of Shams-i Tabriz and Sa’adi; in the old streets of Germany I can hear echoes of Meister Eckhart. And of course there’s music of Bach and Corelli to the Sufi chants of Morocco and sacred mughams of Azerbaijan to the qawwali music of Pakistan and India I’ve always found a welcome, a sense of place in all these sounds that speak straight to my soul. So where am I from?
I’m from all these.
These are all part of me. But there’s one more answer to the question. And that answer is the same for all of us.
Because ultimately we’re all immigrants. We all came here from the world before this one As the Persian mystic Rumi says –
Your homeland was the heavens,
but you thought
That you belonged here,
in the world of dust.
In the dust you sketched out your own face,
But left out just one thing—
that first, true place.
The lyrics:
Some might say this world today shows
God's left us to our mistakes oh
He has never been
So far away
Some might say
How could any father stand
See his children across many lands
Suffer so and give no helping hand
No helping hand
Somewhere tonight
Far away and out of sight
There's a child that's too weak to cry
Hmmm
Deep in those eyes
Can't you see him in disguise
Reaching out to the heart that's in you
And I
In every tear
That is where
He is there
He's the hand that wipes that brow
He's the tear that trickles down
Upon the face that cries without a sound
We need you now
What a simple choice to make
Between what you give and what you take
When what you give
Such precious life could save, life could save
Somewhere inside
There's a part of you that asks why
Would he leave so many so far behind
And deep in those eyes
Can't you see Him in disguise
Reaching out to the heart that's in you
And I...
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Connor Reeves / Sami Yusuf
In Every Tear, He Is There lyrics © Resonance Music Fze
Description
Released: 2010
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