FYC: CHARU SURI'S "THE BOOK OF RAGAS VOL. 2" (JAZZ)
As one of the few female jazz composers from India, Charu Suri, who has been playing the piano since the age of five, is blazing a new trail with her sequel to her acclaimed "Book of Ragas." The second volume combines Western jazz, Eastern Indian ragas as well as Sufi improvisation.
"A first spin of the disc—to ears uninitiated to the music of Indian ragas—reveals sounds which seems as exotic as the Bossa Nova of Getz/Gilberto (Verve) did back in 1964. It also, as did that Bossa Nova shot across our bow, presents an alternate universe beauty, vibrating with life and a sense of hopefulness."- All About Jazz
FYC BOOK OF RAGAS. VOL.2 - INSTRUMENTAL JAZZ ALBUM
RAGA JAUNPURI -- JAZZ IMPROVISED SOLO (Piano)
Man Atkeya Beparwah De Nal
Us Deen Duni De Shah De Nal
My soul is entangled with the indifferent one
Lord of all things visible and invisible
Qazi Mullah Matti Dainde
Kharay Siyyane Rah Dasende
Ishq Kee Lagay Rah De Nal
Judgemental ones are full of advice,
The "righteous and wise" prescribe the path,
But Love needs no guidance from anyone
Sud ragey jaan ko taab de baham
Teri zulf ka ik taar kiya
A hundred veins of life (jugulars) woven together
Are still less valuable than a single strand of my beloved's hair
Sakht kafir tha jis ne pehle meer
Mazhab-e-ishq ikhtiyar kia
This unbelief and disbelief is reserved for those
apostates who converted to the religion of love
Aaj Rang Hai (Today There is Color)
Aaj rung hai hey maan rung hai ri
Moray mehboob kay ghar rang hai ri
Sajan milaavra, sajan milaavra,
Sajan milaavra moray aangan ko
Aaj rung hai........
Mohay pir paayo Nijamudin aulia
Nijamudin aulia mohay pir payoo
Des bades mein dhoondh phiree hoon
Toraa rung man bhayo ri......,
Jag ujiyaaro, jagat ujiyaaro,
Main to aiso rang aur nahin dekhi ray
Main to jab dekhun moray sung hai,
Aaj rung hai hey maan rung hai ri.
Today there is Color Again, what a glow;
I’ve found the beloved, yes I found him,
In my courtyard;
I have found my Master.
I roamed around the entire world,
looking for an ideal beloved;
And finally this face has enchanted my heart.
The whole world has been opened for me,
Never seen a glow like this before.
Whenever I see now, he is with me,
Oh beloved, please dye me in your Color;
Dye me in the colour of the spring, beloved;
What a glow, Oh, what a glow.
Piya bina ... piya bina, piya bina basiya
Baaje na, baaje na, baaje na
Without my beloved ... without my beloved
The flute doesn't bring forth the music
Aa bhi ja Aa bhi ja aye subha aa bhi ja
raat to kar alvida dilruba aa bhi ja
Come, morning, come.
Come my beloved and say goodbye to the night