Iranian Music which is about today…The Cutting Edge of Iranian Avant GardeText by Dawoud Kringle
This is the second installment of a series of articles focusing on the cutting edge of Iranian Music.
Text by Dawoud Kringle
Despite what our political leaders would have us believe, Iran has centuries of traditions of music and musical innovations. The aforementioned political friction and idiocy notwithstanding, this innovation has shown no signs of stopping. After being driven underground in 1979, and forced to survive with hostilities on several fronts threatening its existence, Iranian musicians are emerging with a renewed purpose. And finding acceptance among not only Iranian expatriates, but also among open minded western listeners.
Text by Sohrab Saadat Ladjevardi
My dear friend, music colleague and FB friend (I think FB brought us together) Kamran Hooshmand passed away a couple of days ago. When I was drinking a coffee with my wife at Zabar’s last Sunday afternoon I checked my FB page and booms there was his wife’s Jill’s announcement of his death. I was shattered by this news, tears dropped out of my eyes. Immediately I commented to the news and asked Jill to get back to me, because I didn’t know her cell number.
She hasn’t responded yet.
This is what I know…He died of Chronic Lymphocytic Leukemia (CLL). He told me about it in February; and I believe since than he has went through three chemos or even more?
Interview by DooBeeDooBeeDoo NY editorial staff
DooBeeDoo (DBD): Salam Kamran!
Thanks for making time to do this interview with DooBeeDoo. We’re looking forward to seeing your show this Sunday at CA Music Room in New York.
You have great guests in your ensemble and also a strong band, SoSaLa, opening up for you.
Two different bands with two different sound and messages will be performing but both leaders have their roots in Iran. Is this the first time for you to play here?
(Photo courtesy of Kamran Hooshmand)
Text reprinted from npr music: http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=112829658
Written by EGON (SEPTEMBER 17, 2009 11:18 AM ET)
A few months ago, the record dealer who sold me the majority of his Iranian collection told me that his recent finds in Tehran — including Mehr Pooya‘s solitary LP of fuzz-guitar-soaked sitar funk — were going to a well-heeled international collector. He’d already sold the heavy psych pieces and the Iranian presses of Led Zeppelin albums and The Beatles’ Abba Road [sic] for stacks of euros before I got to dig through his collection.
