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I thought Nusrat was a Sufi, not a Sikh. I think there is a misprint in the Bio.
n.farooqui
English Translation..
To my eyes floods of tears, to my heart wounds of sorrow--was all he gifted Which bounty of his should I mention? I asked for love, but sorrow was all he gifted.
He claimed he rushed to console me: but look, such consolation Shattering the kaaba of my heart, idols of desire was all he gifted.
The heart trembles with every pleading, the eye is scared stiff to weep Such was his love as he left me, a promise was all he gifted.
I like the traditional Qawwal. I don't understands a words they are saying, but I follow the spirit of the music. Even with the death of Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan, the spirit of the qawwal lives on both in his music and other artists. This is coming from someone that enjoys J S Bach.
His voice is just magical. I do not know a thing about music, but when I listen to him, I get lost somewhere!
bard_reincarnate
my pakistani friend faheem turned me on to nusrat, what a genius! he taught at the university of washington for a short while, apperently seattle stil knew enough about good music to find his voice
great piece, I don't know what it is about his traditional qawwalis but they always take me to a different place of rhythm, harmony and sometimes ecstasy!
The notes read: No Lyrics Available ... ha! In this track (Fault Lines), he sings the names of the notes ... ahhh ... Ga Pa Ma-aaa! .... Sa Ga Pa Ma ... and so on ... mesmerizing !
Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan, a Muslim from Pakistan, recorded 200+ albums and thousands of concerts. I wrote a tribute to Khan titled "Wah Wah Ustad Jee", by Fazeel Azeez Chauhan. There are endless discoveries on the journey of Qawali music
all praises are due to Allah, may Allah grant him paradise
aleyajung
I feel priveleged to have been part of the experience of Listenibg to him live at Radio city music hall, NYC, it is unfortunate that this world lost him very early, the best way to listen to him is the traditional way, please refrain from the remixes, it adultrates what this great artist has to say
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What an ocean of musical talent he was.
To my eyes floods of tears, to my heart wounds of sorrow--was all he gifted
Which bounty of his should I mention? I asked for love, but sorrow was all he gifted.
He claimed he rushed to console me: but look, such consolation
Shattering the kaaba of my heart, idols of desire was all he gifted.
The heart trembles with every pleading, the eye is scared stiff to weep
Such was his love as he left me, a promise was all he gifted.
Credit: Shantanu Phukan
Thank you so very much for including this wonderful artist ... The Voice of God!