Sometimes, I suspect there was not a time when I did not know her. I no longer remember how I discovered Asa, as in properly discovered her music the way one might walk by a music shop and hear music that lights up their day. The characters have real faces they make me cry, laugh, dance, rejoice.
#Asa awe song movie#
My mind moves through the movie scenes in her songs, flipping pages as though the performance is a picture book. Here I am listening with my vocal cords, with my ears, with legs, my hands, and my back. Her freedom to express so freely, to find and sift out the stories from the mundane, everydayness of life, to tell stories that stay, even after the singer has left the stage and the actors have taken off their costumes. I’m not speaking merely about achievements. Like years before, when I was obsessed with finding my voice, I realise that Asa and everything her art embodies is the pinnacle of my literary aspiration. The moment I know, I’m enraptured by her movement, not the magic of her song. Goosebumps spread on my skin, and I can feel the back of my throat burn as I strain my voice to match the screaming crowd. I’ve previously described Asa concerts as spiritual experiences, and this time is not an exception. I’m in the concert hall when I know I’ll write about her in this week’s newsletter. As you can already tell, Asa tends to capture the complexity of humanity in stories. Asa is not merely a word-stringer who cares only about how catchy the rhymes are. Examples: there’s Akinyele, the stubborn lawyer who wants to eat his cake and have it, the young wife in Bimpe, whose inlaws won’t leave her alone, and of course, the prayer we all ask of God : Satan be Gone. If you’ve never heard of Asa, I’ll say she’s a storyteller. I might have needed Awe and Bamidele to survive the past year but did without them, dissatisfied by studio recordings and how they paled compared to a live event. I would’ve seen her a fifth time in April 2020, but the pandemic happened, and I was distraught. The last time at an event where she was the *headline performer. A third time with friends at her second Live in Lagos concert. I returned to my house in the thick of the night, baptised with passion, touched by an angel. The second time was at her first Live in Lagos concert the same year - I won a 5k ticket and went alone. It was too brief to be an encounter, almost a wink, but love stories say the first time’s a charm there’s no better love story than this. I’ve seen Asa at least four times before: once at a literary event - my first time. An obvious decision made months before, in a little Norwich bedroom. They are out to disrupt Sikh theological space ( Asia Samachar, 2 Sept 2020)ĪSIA SAMACHAR is an online newspaper for Sikhs / Punjabis in Southeast Asia and beyond.This past weekend, I saw Asa live in London. To support the efforts monetarily, click here for its crowdfunding. SikhRI is a global non-profit organization providing educational resources to Sikhs to think critically based on Guru Granth Sahib’s paradigm of IkOankar. May we be amazed at the Creator’s creation. Nanak! Realization of this amazement comes through complete fortune.Īmazement is to be filled with a sense of wonderment.Īmazement is to be in shukrana, gratitude. These innumerable astonishing wonders take place in the entire creation fashioned by IkOankar, 1Force, or One Universal Integrative Force - the very creation we are a part of and bear witness to each day.Īmazement at the earth amazement at the sources of life.Īmazement at the living beings who indulge in the taste.Īmazement at the union amazement at the separation.Īmazement at hunger amazement at consumption.Īmazement at the praise amazement at the glory.Īmazement that IkOankar seems near to one Īmazement that IkOankar seems far to another Īmazement that one sees IkOankar as present and evident.Īmazement that IkOankar is watching the miraculous play of Own-Self. It is a kind of awe that arises from spiritual ecstasy, experienced because of a halt in mental wandering - the kind of awe that silences our busy buzzing thoughts, stupefies us even if only for a moment. The Guru focuses on the awe and amazement and enumerates just some of the many things within creation that are awe-inspiring - things that strike us with wonder and even sometimes move us into silence. Guru Nanak Sahib, in the third pauri-ballad of Asa Ki Var, the Song of Hope, invites us to immerse ourselves in vismadu, awe, amazement.
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