#Sufi
As I watch the bellydancer leave the hall, and turn to my cousins to comment on her performance and flashy costume, I notice another performer walking in and settling at the center of the hall. “It’s the Tanoura!” we blurt out happily, instantly recognizing him. In a huge colorful skirt with lights attached to it, trousers below, and a white skullcap, the young man began to spin to the tunes of the Arabic song ‘Doury Beena’ (Spin Us Around) alongside…
