"愛してたと嘆くには (I was in love once, I sigh) あまりにも時はすぎてしまった (far too much time has passed me by)." There's an uproar in the karaoke box...Read More
Your eyes watched me faithfully, fingers carefully following the dips and turns of my imperfect singing, matching the patchwork of words to the rhythm of music.Read More
I taught my friends bachata in the middle of Manchester. My worlds were colliding and I had never felt more at home…Read More
I find the Turkish language so beautiful, and when it is sung it becomes even more so. It didn’t hurt that I had crushes on most of the popular female Turkish pop singers back in the 1980s either...Read More
“Jimi Hendrix is black?!” It was a rhetorical question I suppose.Read More
We left the taxis that were everywhere, and we left the skyscrapers that gave the most incredible views of the vast city. We left the live music in the park where you could dance with other couples, smiling and laughing, not caring that you were stepping on your partner's feet...Read More
If you look up the term ‘expat brat’ on Urban Dictionary, and you will find ‘spoilt’, ‘arrogant’ and ‘elite’ thrown in the description. I don’t even enjoy being labelled an ‘expat’, let alone a ‘brat’...Read More
I hear Sappho’s Train de Paris and I remember Garde du Nord, waiting to take the TGV in Holland, Belgium or Brittany. Abidjan's songs reminds me of an Arab market in Vienna’s Mitt Bahnhof area...Read More
We watched as the Emirati men wove their voices through the melodies of the qanun and oud, while the women swung their hair from side to side, in time with the beat of the tablah...Read More
I loved that 'the girls part' of the song meant we got to climb over the lyrics and sing a higher harmony while the boys peeled the words apart down low. I adored the imagery of the orange sands, the big billowing ships and the cracked, wizened trees...Read More
I wished for that excitement when he pulled out an old—but new for me—dusty book from his briefcase. Books belonging to the Soviet orchestra library...Read More
I listen to The Metro and I think of how guilty I felt buying Hitler era stamps in a small shop in Vienna’s Mitt Banhoff subway station arcade and how I had to use those auto stamp machines to get to the train...Read More
Welcome to our newest theme!
What is it about music? From school chants to drunken orientation medleys, from brightly coloured karaoke boxes to mp3's on smartphones in the metro, from local vinyl stores to music lessons with wizened instructors - it plays a part in all of our lives in some wonderful way or another.
Is music the great unifier? Stay tuned for our articles this month and let us know!
(From Sri Lanka, Dubai & Australia. Living in Melbourne)
Pakistan has been flagged by the Australian government as a "terrorist country" and yet I consider it home...Read More