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New hopes for artistic freedom in Iran.

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International New York Times

And the TEHRAN JOURNAL.
Singer Steps Into Spotlight as Nation Changes Political Tune

Xaniar Khosravi, 29, performed in one of four concerts allowed him by Iran’s government. Mr. Khosravi’s upbeat style of music had long been deemed too Western.
NEWSHA TAVAKOLIAN FOR THE NEW YORK TIMES
By THOMAS ERDBRINK
April 28, 2014
TEHRAN — The onetime underground pop singer smiled shyly as the high-pitched screams of his teenage fans drifted into his dressing room, just before his show on Friday. This superstar thing, he seemed to be saying, takes some getting used to.

“Xaniar! Xaniar! Xaniar!” the crowds roared from the auditorium in North Tehran.

In less than 15 minutes, Xaniar Khosravi, 29, an Iranian-Kurdish performer whose upbeat music was long deemed by Iran’s powerful Ministry of Islamic Guidance and Culture as illegal for being too Western, would step onto a stage before thousands of fans for his second official concert ever (the first was the night before).

Mr. Khosravi was more accustomed to hearing his love songs, distributed on the Internet, blasting from car sound systems on Tehran’s crowded streets. His voice was famous, but only a few knew his face.

Mr. Khosravi, second from right, who has distributed his music on the Internet, joined members of his band for photographs backstage before a concert.
NEWSHA TAVAKOLIAN FOR THE NEW YORK TIMES
“I was like a football player without a pitch to play on,” Mr. Khosravi said of his days as an illegal singer. “I had no album, just a collection of songs, and no concerts. It was as if I had no identity.”

That had all changed with a ministry official’s stroke of a pen, the singer’s assistants explained while nipping from strawberry mocktails in the V.I.P. room next to the auditorium where Mr. Khosravi’s entourage had set up shop.

Nobody really wanted to say it, as politics is a subject to avoid for the few who are allowed to stand in the limelight in Iran, but Mr. Khosravi’s presence on the stage was the direct result of the election of Hassan Rouhani, a self-proclaimed moderate, as president in June. During his campaign, Mr. Rouhani repeatedly called for more artistic freedoms.

“Let’s just say that before no official would even meet with me,” Mr. Khosravi said. “But now I am allowed to have four concerts.”

Despite Mr. Khosravi’s new concert career, Rouhani supporters have been disappointed at the slow pace of change, with few other signs of cultural relaxation in Iran’s capital. A female singer was allowed to sing a song by herself in a musical, “In the Last Days of Esfand,” a first in the Islamic republic’s 35-year history. Next week, an Iranian singer formerly based in the United States, Habib Mohebbian, will be allowed to publish a book of poetry.

He is not allowed to sing, however.

Several reformist newspapers were closed by the conservative judiciary and remain shuttered, and social media and millions of websites are still blocked.

Mr. Khosravi’s concert, therefore, was mostly a chance to do something different in this city of 12 million, an opportunity quickly seized by Iran’s entertainment-starved young people.

Hundreds of boys wearing baseball caps and girls covered with brightly colored head scarves waited excitedly in front of the concert hall, having been dropped off by parents who in all likelihood also shelled out the $20 cost of a ticket.

Chewing gum and texting on their smartphones, few of them could recall the days when hard-line vigilantes raided pop concerts, calling the events “harbingers of a Western cultural invasion” and shutting down sound systems and at times attacking the audience members.

Still, the fact that an underground singer was suddenly allowed to perform was widely perceived as a miracle.

“We never expected him to be able to give a concert,” said Yasaman Tehrani, 21, a civil engineering student wearing light orange lipstick. “I think he changed some of his lyrics in order for his songs to be more acceptable. I don’t care as long as we can enjoy ourselves.”

When the gates opened, they all rushed in, but only after having passed a gate where a huge policeman and a colleague in plainclothes checked all the head scarves to make sure they did not reveal too much hair.

After that, the long line of teenagers passed a huge billboard showing a portrait of Mr. Rouhani, smiling like a benevolent grandfather, accompanied by his slogan: “The Government of Foresight and Hope.”

Kimia Faroghi, a 17-year-old high school student, said that she hoped that someday her favorite American singers, Justin Timberlake and Christina Aguilera, would give a concert in Tehran, a thought that made her friends giggle.

“Normally, we don’t have that many concerts here in Tehran,” Ms. Faroghi said, adding that she did not vote for Mr. Rouhani, “because I was too young to vote at the time.”

Backstage, Mr. Khosravi changed into a dark blue Versace vest and took some selfies with his band of young musicians before his performance.

Green laser beams flashed throughout the 2,000-seat concert hall as teenagers waved yellow fluorescent glow sticks, yelling for Mr. Khosravi. Everybody had to sit in allocated seats, and while boys and girls were allowed to sit next to one another, teams of Islamic hall monitors routinely passed by correcting those women whose head scarves were about to fall off.

As in all public halls in Iran, a large portrait of the country’s supreme leader, Ayatollah Ali Khamenei, hung on the left of the stage, and one of the founder of the Islamic revolution, Ayatollah Ruhollah Khomeini, hung on the right.

Mr. Khosravi kicked off the evening with one of his big hits, “Genuine Idea.” Drums pounded, guitars screeched and three huge video screens showed images of forests and rivers alternating with shots of the band members.

Dancing, or “harmonious movements” to the ruling Shiite Muslim clerics, is forbidden in Iran, so everybody rocked in their seats, waving their arms during the more rhythmic songs.

“It’s just you in my thoughts, I’m looking for a genuine idea, I want to be in your heart forever,” sang Mr. Khosravi, who is married. “Is it even possible at all that we are apart? Come put your hands in mine.”

“We love you, Xaniar!” girls yelled at the top of their lungs.

In one of the front rows, a family of three could be seen crying throughout the performance. Approached after the show, one of the family members, an older woman who had looked somewhat out of place, explained that her son, Amir Rad, 24, was the band’s drummer.

Her son’s love for music had long been a point of contention for the family, said his mother, Fariba Rad, who said that she, like most Iranian parents, wanted him to become a doctor or an engineer. “We always told him he was wasting his time with those drums,” she said as her husband, Ali Rad, nodded in agreement. “But we were wrong, he really did it, and we are so proud.”

Before the show, Mr. Khosravi had said that for years he had “pain in his heart” when he thought of giving a concert, knowing that it was nearly impossible.

“I wish all underground singers can have their concerts,” Mr. Khosravi said. “Maybe we will have to wait for some time, but it will happen.”

 

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4 Responses to “New hopes for artistic freedom in Iran.”

  1. Ann Says:

    Great article Tony, looks like the new generation of Iranians will have more freedom of choice -:)

  2. kevin scanlon Says:

    nice story tony. i think you have had lots of “harmonious movements” since you left dublin……….the border is coming up fast on the spot. well done. kevin

  3. john clarke Says:

    tony, presume you have been asked this before,what motivates you every day to do what you do? to run day after day for 3 years. i have utmost admiration for you and your goal in doing what you do.regards john

  4. tony Says:

    Thanks.John for your support. .
    As I mentioned in early interviews it is a monster idea I got.over 25 years ago and needed to be put to bed. I guess at this stage I am getting nicely tucked in :) l need to do a long overdue blog on this and without blowing my own trumpet this is just so so hard and excruciating difficult for me. I have more or less glossed over this in the blog but nobody could believe how tough this is
    It may not be sexy to say this but that’s the truth. There have been days when I have been about ready to collapse nose onto the shoulder of the road. It is like running a 100km race a d hitting the wall with 30 to go the you struggle to a finish and are told the finish line is another 30 or 40 finish line being a place to stay. Imagine what that was like in India with all he harassment and believe me the worst of India has still to be told.
    I was told in a very insulting email that I am a grade C endurance runner like a dog running from then rain. It was very insulting at the time but now I feel he was right. I am very very slow now. Irish people will be shocked to see how slow but I am still running. To be honest I have lost more sleep worrying about running the Dublin Marathon in 5hours than I did about meeting a Taliban mob!
    I know I have not answered properly your question. But perhaps I am a bit dumb or as 3 Indians called me in a space of two days Insane!
    I set intermediate goals across USA n. America to Panama across the Andes to Ushuaia across Australia and then s/e Asia always thinking of the 1,000 Marathon in less than 1,000 days
    Now to Istanbul then to a special place Brno then end mainland Europe then to Scotland for ferry to n Ireland! And finally the DCM
    My competitive instinct has long since taken over and my body is master to my mind which is my engine. I use many mind games mastered during my competitive career and often chant my favourite mantra from that time ” Embrace pain, Embrace pain. ”
    On a humorous note I got a.tattoo at start of run with my start date and ready to be filled in hopefully at finish line will be the finish date.
    If I abandon the run I will forever have to answer the questions of why I didn’t finish when I go to a gym or with a future girlfriend, God love her :)
    Hoping this answers your question.
    And why am I doing it
    My latest answer is because I am a runner and the world is there – same for mountain climbers and Everest being there!
    Gotta run!

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I have always considered myself to be an average runner. In school, I was even bullied for I was a sports wimp. Through hard work, dedication, perseverance, self-belief and a strong mind I succeeded in not only running around the world but breaking four ultra running world records during my competitive career. Having previously cycled around the world I didn't start running until I was almost 30. Then I had a dream of running around the world. For many reasons, I waited for over 20 years. One reason was to establish my pedigree as an endurance athlete. I started and finished my world run as the current World Record-Holder for 48 Hours Indoor Track 426 kilometres (265 miles), a record I have held since 2007. I also broke and still hold the World Record for 48 hours on a Treadmill 405 kilometres (251 miles) in 2008. When I retired from competition, more pleasing than any of my world, European or Irish records I had the respect of my fellow athletes from all over the world - in my opinion, sports greatest reward - an achievement I am most proud of. Then I finally put myself out to pasture, to live my ultimate dream to run around the world! This blog was written on the road while I struggled to find places to sleep and to recover from running an average of 43.3 kilometres or 27 miles per day for 1,165 road days. There were many nights I typed this blog on a smart phone, so fatigued my eyes closed. Many journalists and endurance athletes have referred to my world run as the most difficult endurance challenge ever attempted. During my expedition I rarely had any support vehicles, running mostly with a backpack. In the more desolate areas I pushed my gear, food and water in a cart which I called Nirvana, then I sent her on ahead to run with my backpack once again over altitudes of almost 5,000 metres in the Andes. I stayed in remote villages where many people had never seen a white person before. I literally met the most wonderful people of this world in their own backyard and share many of those amazing experiences in this blog. My run around the world took 4 years. There were no short cuts, I ran every single metre on the road while seeking out the most comprehensive route across 41 countries, 5 continents, I used 50 pair of running shoes and my final footstep of the run was exactly 50,000 kilometres, (almost 31,000 miles) I eventually finished this tongue in cheek named world jog where I started, at the finish line of my city marathon. I started my global run with the Dublin Marathon on October 25th 2010 and finished with the Dublin Marathon on October 27th 2014 at 3 05pm! Thank you for your support, I hope you can share my unique way of seeing the world, the ultimate endurance challenge! Read more...

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