Playboy of the world, citizens without borders, Sara Alexander sings for peace Finally, to end the conflict between Israelis and Palestinians. And why not? When so many others sing for fame, posterity, wealth, goals, most often, will also remain out of reach. Neither mad nor saint, Sara is not too many illusions and knows no song, even the best can not stop a bullet as the absolute and may the hands of Neo, draw a translucent screen between the shooter and his target against which, suddenly became trivial, the race will s'endiguer projectiles. 
Sara grows, or think, however that a song could take away the urge to shoot this man there , Push it hold his gesture to inspire this one drop, one more song, anyway, can not hurt anyone. It takes some courage to feed such a creed, to hold, against all odds, to hot and dry, the credo that "twenty hours" every night, trying to reduce dust. To achieve this, Sarah sings in Arabic and Hebrew, reads or sings the texts of Palestinian poet Mahmoud Darwish and keeps pinned to the body a spirit of resistance.
resisters, Jean Paulhan wrote: "And I know that there are who say: "The resistance fighters are killed for little. A simple information (not always very accurate) was not worth it, or a tract, or even an underground newspaper (sometimes poorly composed). To these must be answered: "Because they were on the side of life. That they loved something as trivial as a song, snap your fingers and a smile. You can squeeze a bee in your hand until it suffocates. It will not stifle without seeing you dive. That little thing you say. Yes it is little. But if it does not sting you long ago there would not bee ". Thus Sara Alexander could she say, how to Paulhan: yes, it's a little song, it will never silence a gun. But if there were no songs, so I did not sing, if anyone, singing, not placed himself on the side of life, perhaps there would he no negotiations.
Picasso - La Colombe, 1949 
Let us by example on this beautiful album, published by the label Al Sur album I bought, right after discovery, one summer evening here three or four years, in concert at Abbey Valmagne it transformed its own virtues, in a place where the faiths do not weighed. Accordionist seasoned with a beautiful voice and date with a day without it gave, surrounded by her excellent musicians, a show that time has not erased. As evidenced by this tribute late. In this Turkish coffee, a gypsy at heart, matchmaker of sounds, combines oriental lovingly jigs, klezmer tunes, méloppées Arab, Anatolian blues as can mingle in the bars of Istanbul, the spicy aroma of hookah ... Here joyfully parading the rhythms of East and West as parade here a few words from the dictionary. Solfeggio melancholy into three classes:
- Madre ( Turkish Coffee, Al Sur, 1999)
- Hirourim (ditto )
- Yam Hatichon (ditto )
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