Sitar in Iowa
“She sat alone on her black rug on the stage of the recital hall, her feet underneath her, tuning the sitar, and when she was finished, she calmly clasped her hands together, looked up, and smiled. She was dressed in a flowing black gown accented with a vibrant pink ribbon the same color as her long, flowing shawl. The sitar was large, almost as large as the Indian woman holding it…”
“…The longer we listened to the music of the sitar, the more pleaseant it became, for it does not produce a sound familier to us in this country. The instrument is shaped somewhat like a guitar, but has a very long neck, and a thick, hear-shaped bowl bottom. It is so large it rests on the rug as she holds the long neck. She played slowly, hauntingly, and then her piece became much livelier, jazzier…”
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