By John Philip Wagner My story starts with the moon raga and Khansahib’s recording of this most wonderful piece of music. His performance of the raga Chandranadan on connoisseur records was my introduction to genius on the sarod. During the summer of 1968, our country was burning with the horror of the Vietnam war. Martin Luther King and Bobby Kennedy were assassinated and there was rioting in our major cities. […]
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By Diana Waldron Unfortunately, Khansahib passed away before I began learning sitar. I began learning sitar in 2014 with Roop Verma. I then started having pretty electrifying dreams in which Khansahib would appear and play music. He was in a state of ecstasy and pure bliss, playing long concerts that just felt like an ocean of energy and sound. I could hear the music so clearly and deeply! It was (and is) powerful. I would wake up and feel so filled with inspiration and desire to practice. […]
By Diane De Pisa, Albany I first became aware of this great musician in the late 1950s, when a friend from Kabul gave me that early recording of the Maestro with Mahapurush Misra, introduced by Yehudi Menuhin. Not much later I enjoyed a live concert by Khan with Misra in San Francisco. And, memorably also, I heard the Maestro with my future husband—Elio De Pisa from Rome—at a unique venue on an island in the middle of the Tiber. Elio, a skilled pianist, was an immediate convert to the Indian mode. […]
By Don Willis I first saw Ali Akbar Khansahib in 1967, at Stanford University—where I was a student—in duet with Ravi Shankar. It was the height of the Beatles/Ravi craze, and everyone had heard of Ravi Shankar. But who was this other musician, this genius, who outshone him? I was enthralled. Over the next ten years I went to many concerts of Khansahib and bought his records. I knew he had a school, but only when I got a notice in the mail, in 1977—come see our new home in San Rafael—did I make the journey to see what it was all about. […]