I got invited to participate of a beautiful celebration of cultures.
It was organized by the Ottawa Catholic Immigration Centre.
My idea was to play a couple of my songs and to promote World Folk Music Ottawa and our work in the community.
I wasn’t feeling very well that day, the extreme cold weather was starting to make me seriously question what I am doing in Canada?
Then, I arrived to this room full of people, good vibes and sounds. Actually you could feel the energy from outside.
People sitting close to their friends, to others who spoke their language, to the known ones.
Then Chris White with his lively and kind presence went to the front with a ukulele and made all of us sing TwinkleTwinkle Little Star (never mind that I was teaching that song on the piano all day and I didn’t need to hear it once more). Was a great idea because everybody knew the song, even in other languages.
What really got me at that moment is to see the smiles on everybody’s face.Was a moment of communion in which we all were the same, no frontiers, no religions, no different languages.
I will remind you the cliche that we all know and is so true: “ Music is an international language”
Then I went to the front and told them a little bit about my experience as an immigrant from Argentina. I believe I know how they were feeling based in my experience.
BUT I wanted to share with them how amazing Canada is . How they will find here a lot of help and the freedom that will allow them to start a new path for their lives.
My gift for this new immigrants in that moment was playing and singing my song “Zamba de un nuevo comienzo” (Zamba of a new beginning), I know that the words are in Spanish but I believe that they got the message in some way.
After me, a woman from Iran and a woman from India did a beautiful dance from their countries, somebody else sang in Turkish, we heard African songs, Katayoun from Iran played an instrument called Santour and for a moment we were all transported to an Iranian landscape.
Anyway, one of the highlights was at the end when a group of djembe players brought the energy of a complete village and we all dance sharing that precious moment that will never repeat, at least that one.
To close the night I gave a ride to a family of Colombians so they didn’t have to wait for the bus at 10 at night in the freezing cold weather with two little children.
I say this because when I just arrived to Canada and didn’t have a car, I remember the suffering of having to wait for the bus.
I promised myself that the day that I will have my own car I will help others and this is what I did.
Thank you for the music…like ABBA used to say.
Here a link to a home concert video of my song “Zamba de un Nuevo Comienzo”