Blog
Feb 1, 2012
IF LOVE WAS A RELIGION
“I’m listening to the distant, beautiful voice from the other side of the vast water which sings: “I Think of You”. It is a secret (‘Tajna’), who Tajna is thinking of, who she is really calling upon on her first independent EP album recently recorded in New York. I won’t ask anything; it is unmannerly to stir up maiden delicateness such as longing and love. Still, while she’s singing I can see and hear Tagore on the shore of the holy Ganges River; his hair is becoming gray and in his solitary thoughts he is listening to the message from the other world. It is evening, he speaks, then harkens for someone might call him even though it is late. “Vigilantly I watch to see whether young, lascivious hearts meet, whether two pairs of yearning eyes beg for music, to stop their silence and speak for them.” Here the Indian Nobel Prize winner Rabindranath, who has never stopped speaking, ceases, and the young Bosnian begins, who in song has broken the silence and is just getting ready to speak for she has a lot to say.
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Thus I’m listening to the girl from Sarajevo across the Atlantic and to the gray-haired Tagore from almost a century ago. A duet similar in its wisdom, kindness, grace and the wish to vigilantly watch and sing for somewhere there are two lonely human hearts that need their word.
The duet seems to me happy and melancholy [...].”
