Al Hub Darbuka Mix

A party mix. It starts with the sounds of the drum, a run of beats in syllables. Then a voice enters with a sequence of endearments: my beloved, the days go by, your eyes are the moon, you are the sun of day, sweet is your morning, kohl of the eyes, healer of the soul, light in the dark. A listener shouts approval at the singer, how sweet the voice, how lovely the response, sing us more. A traditional night-song takes over, calling the night and the eye, the branch of the willow, my gazelle, the old times and the home he misses. Then the wedding scene: raise your voice, shake the earth, wake up, we are up all night tonight, we have a wedding, strike the drum, let us stay up. The mix ends on a call to the dancer to spin and show the art.