<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773474428798982826</id><updated>2011-07-31T04:04:42.445-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TIBET IN SONG | BLOG</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Tibet in Song&lt;/i&gt; journeys daringly into the past 50 years of cultural repression inside Tibet. It is not just a film about music. Director and former Tibetan political prisoner, Ngawang Choephel, weaves stories of beauty, pain, brutality, and resilience, introducing Tibetan music to the world in a way never before seen on film.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tibetinsong.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8773474428798982826/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tibetinsong.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ngawang choephel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09360921550715495074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773474428798982826.post-2861238737456937735</id><published>2010-10-15T00:46:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T01:36:11.117-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A great poem by Gary Margolis, one of the Middlebury College faculty after screening of Tibet in Song at Middlebury on Oct 9, 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;What&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Was&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sung&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;To&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Us&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;My fellow Cornwallians,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;before I forget, can I ask you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;to recall the songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;you heard your grandfathers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;sing, under their breaths,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;when they thought no one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;was listening, when they were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;sitting alone in the cabs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;of their tractors? And the tunes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;their wives, your grandmothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;sang, when they were putting up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;apples, trying to put the breeze,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;coming from the orchard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;lifting off the swamp, into a jar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Can I ask you to remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;what a neighbor said near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;the counter in Longey's store&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;that later turned into a new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;hymn? Or had such a beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;you could feel it, even in your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;clay-caked boots. I wouldn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;expect you to forget the tapping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;a loose shutter makes, when it can't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;forget the wind was made &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;in the nearby lake, in the leaves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;the smoke sends into our ears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;we have to make something of,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;even if it isn't quite the pulled bell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;in the roof of the Congregational&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Church. And who's to say who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;didn't hear a cow bellowing in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;the back field and found their own way to hum it in a low register,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;to bring it to mind, even in the dead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;of winter, when the power lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;are down, when they can't sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;like cicadas. Like you, my fellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Cornwallians, who hold all your songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;in your dreams, who wake before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;dawn to sing them back into the barn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;and the fields the barn stores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;You, who took the story of Ngawang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Choepel to heart. May I remind you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;he was the Tibetan young man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;who studied nearby for a year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;at the college and returned to Tibet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;to save, to record the songs and dances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;of his ancestors, his countrymen and women.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Who was jailed for saving that living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;music and sending it out into the world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;keeping it, too, in the mouths of his cellmates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Who, like us, will know how to sing themselves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Awake. We, who feel how the sun is free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;to raise the deer from their unforgettable,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;leafy beds. Who sing back what we can't forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;what was sung to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Body1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8773474428798982826-2861238737456937735?l=tibetinsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tibetinsong.blogspot.com/feeds/2861238737456937735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tibetinsong.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-was-sung-to-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8773474428798982826/posts/default/2861238737456937735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8773474428798982826/posts/default/2861238737456937735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tibetinsong.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-was-sung-to-us.html' title=''/><author><name>ngawang choephel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09360921550715495074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773474428798982826.post-5112810230011491011</id><published>2010-01-22T12:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T12:46:32.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Happy New Year! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We are sorry that we didn’t have anything on our blog because of the lack of staff and because of our continued work the film, but I have now decided to write something by myself, until the film gets distributed. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;First all of I would like thank Sundance Institute and all the staff. Not only did Sundance Institute support the film financially, but the staff, especially Cara Mertes and Kristen Feeley gave the most critical creative advice on the structure of the film&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(sometimes with uncontrollable tears from Cara, from really believing so much in the story of &lt;i&gt;Tibet in Song&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;. ) We owe them more than just a verbal or written thank you.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Geoff Gilmore, the former festival director of Sundance Film Festival, and all the program staff believed in the film unlike anyone else. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have many other American friends and supporters to thank for believing in my effort to make this film. We also have many Tibetan friends, both from Tibet and outside Tibet, who have given moral support and constant and patient reassurance to the film. Among them is Yodon Thonden, who not only inspired and believed in me but also was one of first supporters who gave us financial support. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It's been about year now since we premiered the film at Sundance, and we have been screening the film to many film festivals where we have been able to reignite the awareness of Tibet. We will continue to push for the film to be seen by the widest audience possible. As you know the film was well received by hundreds and thousands of people, and we have received standing ovations in every festival that we screened at so far. One of the most rewarding moments for me was after one of the screenings when a few Tibetans said to me that my film was good. One of them said,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“I am of one of the recent arrivals from Tibet. You have shown in the film exactly what has been happening in Tibet. That is exactly what Tibet is like right now. You have made a very good film.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My consistent goal ever since making this film since 1995 was to tell the truth about what Tibetans are experiencing in their daily lives inside Tibet since the Chinese arrived. I knew that there would be those living outside of Tibet who would be moved by the film, but I always wondered what the reaction would be from Tibetans inside Tibet. That is why what he and the other Tibetans who recently escaped from Tibet have said has especially touched my heart. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We didn’t have our website when we premiered our film at Sundance last year until April, and didn’t have anything on Facebook either. But now we have both, and I personally would like to thank all those who became fans of &lt;i&gt;Tibet in Song&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; on Facebook. We would like to request you to ask your friends to join Facebook as we will be screening the film in the festivals through out the year both here in the US and internationally. From now on I will write something on the blog as often as I can. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8773474428798982826-5112810230011491011?l=tibetinsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tibetinsong.blogspot.com/feeds/5112810230011491011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tibetinsong.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-we-are-sorry-that-we.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8773474428798982826/posts/default/5112810230011491011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8773474428798982826/posts/default/5112810230011491011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tibetinsong.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-we-are-sorry-that-we.html' title=''/><author><name>ngawang choephel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09360921550715495074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773474428798982826.post-5150024594705762366</id><published>2009-03-16T20:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:33:28.128-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the Tibet in Song blog!</title><content type='html'>You can follow us or subscribe to our RSS feed below. 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