These wonderful people came to give the people of Natheef a concert. I was very worried, as the consensus here is that music is 7aram. At the time of the concert the hall filled with people, mostly children… they heard about something called a “concert” and curiosity drove them there.

Like me, these children realized that their lives have been unmusical. I felt a pang in my heart for our children who are deprived of everything, while in Scotland children start learning music at the age of 8.

In our schools music has zero importance… hell, in some schools children are zero important! People are too busy with contradictions… they are still debating whether music is 7aram or halal…. but they don’t mind trashy commercial music… (If it is Arabic, then it is less 7aram for some odd reason)

It truly saddened me to see how happy the children were after the concert. I wondered how we are expected to be creative or to think out of the box… ?

This child asked a very inspiring question: “What do I have to have in order to be able to play music” Donald answered: “ you have it! What would you like to play?” “ The guitar”, Mohammad answered.

We went to this club after dinner, because we decided it would be nice to spend some time together. Our semester is coming to an end, and we are all a bit sad about it, especially that half of the class will not be there next year, as they graduate this year.

We went to this club off Oxford Street; it was freezing cold with a little snow. We went into the club, it was very smoky and people standing near each other like a sardines in a can. People were dressed in baggy pants worn very loosely, baseball caps worn backwards; oversized rugby or polo shirts, and expensive tennis shoes, some of them even had sun glasses.

What was very striking is that it would seem like a male dominated African culture yet, it is a culture that crossed over different ethnicities and gender, and you find people from everywhere, just enjoying the music and united in this amazing atmosphere. I really liked looking at my class mates, Christian and Carla, who are a very well dressed, always impeccably tidy and fashionable and who would go there and start singing and dancing… they looked completely out of place with their fashionable clothing, yet very much at home.

It was a Karoke night, where people will have wrote their names before hand and they would be called to sing the songs they prepared… it was like being part of the movie 8 mile… the whole concept is street language transmitted to the hip hop culture through rap music. Since Christian knew the DJ and the presenter and some of the performers, we were privileged to go all the way to the front and stand with the DJ and the presenter, who were really good and seemed to be enjoying that music.

I had an absolutely great evening, I felt so young, so alive  and just so out there  at the top of the world!  and i completely loved it… maybe i would develop  a hip hop ear, because the ear i have suffered some aches! but with time

It was cool man! Yeah yeah!