Second is O DANNY BOY
Have
you ever imagined been outside of home or may be having a walk by a lonely
street with gardens and birds singing all around, and then rain is falling? And
you had no umbrella or a good shield around? Just imagine the sound of the rain
dropping with the melody of the birds’ songs, then try to reason that you are
part of the nature; then remind yourself of a beautiful nature tune that echoes
love, endowments and morals. You must feel something, and in case you did
please don’t tell me.
One
beautiful thing about the rain whenever it chooses to fall it gathers strength
to make sure that it reaches the earth no matter how little it dropped. I have
learnt to add melody to sound of the rain because the sound seems wasted each
time. For instance, when it began with thunder, lightning and force, certain
melody are made in line with fortissimo, Virgo, tutti, and allegro. In Burundi,
one person is officially mandated in their tradition to ascertain the mood and
tempo of rainfalls in case if the gods be communicating to them through the
signs of the rain.
A
legend was told of a culture in Africa in which rainfall was seen as echoes of
gods’ movement and conversation which must be observed according to its signs
and strength for the purposes of knowing exactly what the gods’ are saying. In
that legend the people always found insight to pieces which has endured even
now.
This
piece always tries to bring down momentous slow, soft, and mild rain. Whenever this
piece is played in Africa African indigent tries to imagine shadow on a lonely
street of lofty gardens and that always makes us remember that we came from
somewhere.
Played
on a 4 manual Allen organ in Nigeria I composed some fine stop; mixing Flute sounds
coupled with tremulants and chimes colors; you can’t believe what happened: the
combination got the job done.
A
lot of confessions have been made by nature loving individual in Africa, their
words on the value of this piece to them says “I so much like this piece
because of its tuneful ability” to bring back minds and to bring down rain.
I
started with the Refrains
I
meditated on a 8yrs old little boy on the bushy street in Kenya early Saturday
morning cut by a thunderous rain as it begins on that lonely street without a
shield. The little boy thought of running but the journey seems far. He decided
to walk under it and prayed that some magic could be done for him seeing that
he was helpless, but he believed the stories of gods helping children in their
land.
In the first Stanza
I
moved further to speak of another little boy happily standing under same heavy
rain watching his father planting cassava with hoe. He seems unperturbed abut
the thunderous rain. He remembered that one day he will take the hoe and do the
same. For this little boy he wishes the rain to give him the courage and
strength in age to learn the techniques of cultivating. The piece is in high
motion now but slowly remembering the first boy in the refrain who is expecting
a magic because of his fear of the rain I went back to the refrain.
In
second Stanza
The
fearful boy soundly became strong under the rain. Pulls off his clothing and
sang a melodious tune into the heavy droppings with boldness that I still
struggle to explain. “but come ye back” o danny boy I love you so, I love you
so”
I
spoke of the little boy’s father moving the hoe in rhythmic action and his son
carefully observing the beats. Whilst I meditate I myself wished I could
experience the rain in such manner again now that I’m an adult. In those days,
I loved it playing under the rain. Songs are made and strength is gained.
Both
the rain and the boys certainly enjoyed their union as the showers began to
reduce slowly and gradually softened till it goes away.
Am
I dreaming? The little boys asked! I was lost in thought but am alive.
Enjoy
this piece anytime you heard it played. Cheers.
IGIRI INNOCENT
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