I’m Istvan Dely, a Hungarian of African descent. Yes, a little too
pale for that. Still, I’m of African descent. We all are. Man
was born in Africa. And: the first man was a woman!
So it’s only natural that I love Africa and I love women. They are
the first and foremost educators of mankind. Mother Africa.
Africa is music. And woman is music. Already in the womb you hear the
comforting, nurturing, strengthening drumbeat of your mother’s heart.
So it’s only natural that I love drums.
I live in Cartagena, on the Caribbean Coast of Colombia, in the
very heart of Africa in America. I've been learning, playing and teaching
drums for over thirty years: in Cuba, Europe, West Africa, Colombia, Haiti,
Honduras, Guadeloupe, Martinique, French Guyana, Suriname, Brazil and
the USA. (click
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the magic of the written word came first. I started off with poetry. At
age 12 my first poem began like this:
Afrika, öserdö, pálma,
És tompa konga dob…
It spoke of Africa before I ever set foot outside the Iron Curtain and
of conga drums before I ever saw one. Mine was to be the historic honour
of bringing the first conga drums to Central Europe from Cuba, where I
was sent on a scholarship to complete my master degree in languages and
literature (Spanish, German, and English). That’s where I was born
into the mysteries of African religious drumming, and into the interconnectedness
of Music and the Word, Mysticism, Community, the Cause, the Mission...
30 years: Hungary revisited!
Handbook Volume One
of the African Diaspora
in the Circumcaribbean.
Over sixty rhythms from nine countries...
Reflections on Music, Drama, and Dance
My new musical e-book on the arts in the
Get it for free here
New album coming