Synopsis
Once we were very familiar with melody
Once we struck chords and rhythms naturally
But since birth we no longer recall
Our mother’s heartbeat that made us happy
When two hearts beat simultaneously
Melody, rhythm, and tempo – from the beginning – were of the heart
Anytime and anywhere always there our beating heart
But when the head dominates then dies the percussive heart
In performances past, we played our compositions for you
You did not get to play what beats inside you
Now we propose something new
Before we strike our percussive instruments in Drum Gala III – Rhythm of the Heart
We invite you to listen to that primeval rhythm and melody that beats in your heart
Thrilling and inspiring, or comforting and soothing,
Percussion reflects the music, the rhythm of our heart
Over two weekends, the Gala brings from near and far away
Musicians from Malaysia, Spain, the Nether lands, Vietnam and Norway
No matter where we go after the Drum Gala
We mustn’t forget that all start from the heart
No matter how distant the dream we pursue, how great we become
We mustn’t forget to listen to the beatings of the heart
