A latest offering by a very gifted and talented musician.
I am listening to 'Her Beauty' track 3 for the third time now
and i am starting to realise that i have not being BREATHING for some time; i
have been inhaling and exhaling air to fill my lungs and keep my physicality
alive. '...kea leboga mpho, ke leboga badimo baka...' she sings in some parts
of this song, this prompted me to ask myself about this beauty of a gift(life -
mpho ya Modimo) we all possess; when we assume our natural positions and become
who we were born to be; it allows us and those around us to breathe, to be
alive.
Tutu was born to sing, she sings effortlessly and in a
controlled and matured way. In this album she has visited her roots singing comfortably
and mostly in her mother tongue, her trio band allows her space to BREATHE with
amazing solo interpretations. I am not sure how deep they understand the
meaning of some of the words but in terms of capturing the soul and spirit of
the songs they are spot-on. I have a soft spot for upright bass and Nicolas
Thys is just unbelievable in his solo dances with this curvaceous instrument. There
is a very intense relationship here between the piano and the leading voice;
the chemistry is evident throughout this album, when Ewout Pierreux pushes
those black and white keys I just hear that black voice of Tutu coming out in
white notes floating against the purple sky, uprooting the ancient baobabs
dashing that cream with that marula fruit. It’s not a colour thing! It’s a soulful
thing. Lieven Venken has to be the most chilled drummer in the world right now.
I love the live feel of this album, live instrument played
by people who BREATHE. Now it’s on track 9 ‘Love ends’ a smooth and a deep song
about our thoughts and experiences about love and how it is supposed to last as
long as we want it to and it never does…’I never thought our love will end..’she
sings!
BREATHE: the last song on the album(track 10)
This song is written by one of our beloved sons, it is
evident that through her music Tutu Puoane the daughter of the soil has chosen
to remain where her umbilical cord has fallen and became the notes of her song.
“the work of our hands heals and keeps us awake; when light
comes, the heart rejoices at the sound of that hope…Lyrics by Neo Muyanga.
E monate ka se ga borena MaAfrika!!!
Rea leboga Ba-Dimo barena ka mpho ya lona; Rea leboga
Ba-Dimo barena ka mpho ya lona
Deneo tsa rona, metsameko yagao, botlale bagao bamakatsa,
setshego sagao sepila
Lentswe lagao lemonate! O mpho ya Modimo!
Realeboga Ba-Dimo barena ka mpho ya lona; Realeboga
Ba-Dimo barena ka mpho ya lona
Deneo tsa rona, metsameko yagao, botlale bagao
bamakatsa, setshego sagao sepila
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