During the times that I am not busy screaming about terrible schools, delightful sons, too much snow, writing/editing my novel, I am dancing -- just about every night.
Fakrenha is a Natacha Atlas song that has taken hold of my mind, and I don't even know what it means (yet). I have a few calls in to different Arabic-speaking friends. The song starts slow, almost seems to lack a rhythm; but then, after a few phrases, the drums come in, and the Egyptian strings, and then -- wow! A fantastic Arabic-European song.
I danced to it in this, my new black cossie .
and in this, my red Eman Zaki:
Fakrenha Out Loud
Drama Mama at 8:16 PM, December 21, 2007
