Vaçe Zela, the great Albanian chanteuse died on 6th February 2014
in Basel (Switzerland)
Sadly, I never met her nor attended any of her concerts. However, recordings of her songs were my first encounter with music from Albania. This excerpt from my book Albania on my Mind tells how I 'discovered' the music of V. Zela in the mid to late 1960s:
"I
had a Phillips radio in my bedroom. It was a valve radio, rather than
the more modern transistor-based instruments, which were already
available in the 1960s. Once it had warmed up - a slow business
taking up to a minute - and had stopped emitting crackling sounds, it
was able to receive broadcasts on three wavebands including
short-wave. I used to enjoy twiddling its tuning knob, and listening
to broadcasts transmitted from all over the world. It was a window to
the world beyond the confines of the highly manicured, desirable but
rather dull, Hampstead Garden Suburb, where we lived.
One
day, I tuned in on an exceptionally clear transmission, and listened
with some curiosity and a great amount of surprise to a woman who was
speaking perfect English with only the hint of a foreign accent.
After a few minutes, she informed her audience far and wide that they
were listening to the voice of Radio Tirana. I could not believe my
ears. I made a mark on the tuning gauge to ensure that I would be
able to find this station again. I tuned into Radio Tirana
regularly, listening with astonishment and also amusement at the
various commentators’ beautifully articulated words - mostly rants
and raves directed against the actions of the imperialists and
capitalists. These were punctuated by stirring Albanian songs sung in
a style that was new to me, as I had never experienced the music of
the Balkans before. Incidentally, the clarity of the transmissions
from Tirana was due to it being broadcast from a reputedly very
powerful transmitter.
After
a short while, I decided to write a letter to Radio Tirana. Somewhat
tongue in cheek, I wrote to the unknown addressee (in English) that
the songs, which were being broadcasted from Albania, inspired me
greatly and helped to reinforce my faith in Socialism. After
addressing the letter’s envelope to ‘Radio
Tirana, Tirana, Albania’,
I waited with little expectation of receiving any kind of reply. I
thought that it was more likely that I would receive a communication
from MI5 or MI6 than anything from Albania. However, I was wrong to
have been so pessimistic. A flat parcel, wrapped in brown paper and
string, arrived by post a few weeks later. It was from Albania. I
unwrapped it carefully, my fingers thrilling at the thought of
handling something that had arrived from the mysterious country that
had begun to interest me so greatly.
The
package contained a 10-inch diameter long-playing gramophone record
in a garishly coloured cardboard sleeve. It was decorated with an
electricity pylon; musicians in folk costumes; dancers dressed
likewise; a man wearing baggy Turkish-style pantaloons; and an oil
derrick. The plain, unadorned record label bore the name of the
recording company: Pllake
Shqipetare
(‘Shqipëria’
being the Albanian word for Albania). I played this endlessly, much
to the dismay of my parents who did not appreciate its special
musical properties. Even today, I can still hear the tune of “O
djell i ri”
(a song about the sun) ringing in my head."
Click on the image below to hear this song:
And, the singer of that song and a few others on the disc was the late and much lamented V Zela. There was also a song sung by her called Fëmija i parë. For many long years I believed that that title meant 'Women are equal' but 3 days ago, I learnt that it actually means ' First born baby'. My informant was none other but the Albanian scholar, Bejtullah Destani. To hear this song sunng by V. Zela: click on this image:
Those of you who are interested in reading more of my experiences of Albania and the visit that I made there in 1984 may purchase a copy of my book, Albania on my Mind, (paperback and e-book) on Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and Bookdepository.
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