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By and large, the most convincing acts on the album do not use the mike to pointedly take a political stand; rather they let their eclecticism and staunch individuality speak for itself. "Many of the people on this collection probably don't consider their work to be at all didactic," Tobin says, "yet they chose to lend their talents to a project which may be perceived as a form of protest." Through focusing on the music, not the rhetoric of the cause, these three dozen fiercely independent voices end up furthering both, which is ultimately what makes Azadi! such a powerful record.
The roots of Azadi! go back to saxophonist Rent Romus, who first heard about RAWA's struggles on Stanford's KZSU-FM (90.1). Seeking more information, he checked online at www.rawa.org, where he found disturbing photographs, video footage, and personal stories that documented the beatings, torture, imprisonment, and brutal murder of the Afghan people under fundamentalist rule. "The RAWA Web site brought me to tears," Romus recalls. "I had to try and help."
So in late 2000 he put together a small benefit showcase at 848 Divisadero, which inspired Tobin, who happened to be in the audience that night, to launch his own activist campaign. To date, under the moniker Fire Museum, Tobin has hosted eight charity performances, netting a total of more than $10,000. For Tobin, a recording to commemorate these shows -- with 100 percent of proceeds going to RAWA -- seemed the logical next step.
Though he would love to bring his political message to the masses, Tobin recognizes that the average music consumer will never embrace the kind of diversity-in-the-extreme represented on Azadi! "Unfortunately, these are not Top 40-selling artists," he concedes. "But with all the work that goes into putting on an event or releasing a CD, if the music didn't interest me it would be difficult to invest as much energy into it."
While the audience for this compilation may be limited, it is far from nonexistent, particularly in the Bay Area. In fact, Tobin's wide-open yet discerning ear makes him the ideal producer for broad-minded listeners who tend to be both clued-in politically by day and likely to rove the low end of the radio dial deep into the night. Some of the most stunning cuts on the album are the least commercially accessible: a pair of too-brief yet moving cello-piano duets by cellist/ composer Danielle DeGruttola; an evocative, semi-improvised solo on the oud (the classical lute of the Muslim world) by David Slusser; the amphetamine-doused, tongue-twisting rap of Deep Dickollective; an avant-hymn by Saadet Turkoz, with echoes of goth diva Diamanda Galas (sans ear-bleeding squall); a moody dirge by Faun Fables set in "A Village Churchyard"; Miya Masaoka's eerily cinematic electro-acoustic soundtrack for koto and electronics; and Godspeed's madcap applause-punchy mix-mash "GeorgeBushCutUp," with its trenchant refrain, "Why am I here? And what can I do to make it better? How can I do what is right?"