"Munir Bachir (1930-1997) was born in Mosul (Iraq), into a long established family of musicians. His father taught him to play the oud at a very young age. He then spent six years studying at the Baghdad Institute of Music, directed by Sharif Muhyiddin. Later, he completed a doctorate of musicology in Budapest. As a passionate defender of Arab music, Munir Bachir was in constant rebellion against the misrepresentation of this music and its use for commercial ends.
He spent several years fighting to establish his lute as a solo recital instrument and travelled the world as a true ambassador for Arab classical music, bringing it to specialists as well as to a larger audience and restoring credentials to a music that had become debased through bending to the tastes of colonial nostalgia."
No better way to call it
La burbuja
No me gusta este silencio, no me gusta
los pájaros no cantan
ni los grillos
solo esas voces mudas
que me gritan adioses desde adentro.
Es el silencio frío y con sordina
que solo puede haber en una esfera
plástica, sucia, gruesa
que se mueve pesada por el mundo
con un humano dentro.
Otros
Eran otros tiempos, aquellos de los sueños
y entre ellos y estos había un puente
que no soportó la crecida de la corriente,
del tiempo.
Eran otros lugares, aquellos de los sueños
y entre ellos y estos había un cable
que transmitía las risas y los llantos
y que calló cuando cayó la luna en el abismo.
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