Aharon Amram = Aharon Amram

Aharon Amram’s Sounds of Yemen 1962–1987 unfolds like a dust-flecked reel discovered in a forgotten drawer of the diaspora—raw, devotional, and pulsing with the quiet electricity of memory. His voice, steeped in the ache of migration and the fire of Yemeni liturgical cadence, cuts through hand-drum echo and spectral oud lines with a gravity that feels both ancient and defiantly present.

Across these archival transmissions, Amram threads desert-wind mysticism with street-corner urgency, reshaping sacred tradition into something unexpectedly modern—almost proto-minimalist in its hypnotic repetition, almost psychedelic in its drifting overtones. The collection maps a lifetime of sound as survival: wedding-hall fervour, radio-era grit, the shimmer of fragile tape stock.

It’s a portrait of a cultural world carried across continents—unpolished, unfiltered, gloriously alive. A time capsule that beats like a living heart.