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Palestinian-born, Paris-based musician Kamilya Jubran is one of the most revered figures in the experimental and alternative Arabic music scenes. Raised by her music-loving parents in Galilee, for 20 years she was part of Sabreen, the East-Jerusalem collective that toured internationally weaving Arabic folklore with jazz, rock, and other contemporary styles. Decades later, Jubran continues to inspire a new generation of musicians and audiences through her multi-disciplinary work, which designs 'the space to imagine an alternative sonic future', as described by The Wire. Her 2009 record 'Makan' is set for a 2023 re-issue on Stephen O'Malley's Ideological Organ. KAM - For so many Dmes (Hassan Najmi) For so many Dmes we lightly walked in a hurry. For so many Dmes we slowly walked But we did not arrive. For so many Dmes fear guided our steps. We became thirsty But we did not find a well. We became hungry but our food ran out. For so many Dmes We threw sand in the wind so that whoever does not trust us would trust us. But he has no trust. We have looked around many Dmes from several mountain foots and plains but we did not see anything. How we hoped, how we despaired and how we… For so many Dmes we woke up with the first light but we were tempted By the warmth of our bedcovers. For so many Dmes we carried our guns On our shoulders and they were not loaded. We fired many bullets But we did not hit any bird or game. For so many Dmes we filled our skin bags With waters and they dripped all the way. We had many brothers in brotherhood but we do not remember we ever spoke. So much silence and empDness were around us and our thoughts were not clear And nothing is in hand. Nothing. I move my hand A li_le then I rise, there’s no vein. This is my stop. But it is Another line for travel. You dancing waves we easily Get dizzy. We are no longer certain of anything. No intenDons Believe this clarity. We laugh but we do not believe ourselves. We cry But we do not know the reasons. We are fed up with talking drums. We are fed up With drums of war. Let us empty the body from its collisions And lead this night to the path of silence More about Le Guess Who: https://leguesswho.com