Voice, flashes, modulations, melody; the clarity of the water, of the light; sliding fluidity; so I felt the Persian tongue the first time it came to my ears. It was in late 1990, when I randomly entered a theater in Madrid where I expected to see José Luis Gómez and I found myself in a concert of classical Persian music. As soon as I heard what was offered to me, I contrasted the fact with the words of María Zambrano “music holds the word in th…
Voice, flashes, modulations, melody; the clarity of the water, of the light; sliding fluidity; so I felt the Persian tongue the first time it came to my ears. It was in late 1990, when I randomly entered a theater in Madrid where I expected to see José Luis Gómez and I found myself in a concert of classical Persian music. As soon as I heard what was offered to me, I contrasted the fact with the words of María Zambrano “music holds the word in th…