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Finding Solace

A few weeks ago I heard a story about a Rwandan choir who needed help. I was immediately intrigued. The choir in question is the Solace Praise Choir – a gospel choir made up of young people who have been orphaned either through the 1994 genocide or its related cousin – the HIV pandemic.

The choir formed because of the work of Solace Ministries which I visited in 2004 and has been providing exemplary vocational training as well as emotional and spiritual support for traumatised children and widows ever since the genocide.

Now, this talented and ambitious choir wanted to record their music as a precursor to a possible European tour. They found a European recording company who claimed they would record an album for them. Money was paid for their services but the choir got nothing in return as the music producers ran off with the cash.

This choir who had all endured so much now faced the prospect that their music dream was in tatters.

There didn’t appear much that anyone could or would do. That only changed after a tragic set of circumstances. In May of this year one of my friends, Jo Swann, decided to take her own life. It was a shocking piece of news. Although a few years older than me, Jo had been one of the individuals from my youth that had shaped the person I am today. A big group of us came to her funeral to remember Jo.

As friends old and new talked together at the funeral, a question emerged; why couldn’t we raise funds to build a state of the art recording studio in Kigali to give the Solace Praise Choir (and many others) the opportunity to record music? It would be an answer to the choir’s prayers and a fitting way to honour Jo’s life. Out of this very sad event, the energy for something very good was released.

So, in January 2009, a group are going to Rwanda to fit a recording studio. It will cost £15,000 and we need to raise the funding in just two months! The benefits of the studio are clear:
- providing a much needed source of revenue for Solace Ministries – who will hire the studio out to organisations such as the local university
- providing training opportunities for young people interested in music production
- giving opportunity for the Solace Praise Choir and other musicians to record their music and share it with the world

Music has a unique power. Every culture has its musical its traditions. Music can inspire, lift spirits and provide comfort. That is what I call finding solace.

ENDS
If you want to help, please visit, www.studioforsolace.co.uk.

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