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Afghan Hound includes four impersonations of voices from Afghanistan. The work addresses the complexities of gender in cultures where men and women are segregated, and masculinity rules. It also explores how, when sexuality is repressed, new gender constructions develop beyond the traditions of a given society and culture. The transformation of genders and characters takes place through the use of the costume, symbolizing different sexualities and identities. 

Afghan Hound brings to the fore repressed voices, but also attempts to communicate stories from within Afghan tradition and culture by challenging the often stereotypical, and sometimes reductive, western discourse on the eastern world.

1.Song: Malalai Joya

The lyrics of the first song employs quotes from the Afghan activist, writer and politician in exile, Malalai Joya.

  Drop by drop a river is formed…

Dust has been thrown in the eyes of the world

I was exploited as a symbol of peace

Nothing has changed our unease will increase 

Refrain: 

Don’t stop a donkey that isn’t yours

You’re handing over arms to the wrong boys

Same donkey with a new saddle

Keep your distance: We must fight our own battle 

2. Alias - I am not what you see

Everything is secret about me 

Days and years of hide and seek-ness

No way can I reveal my weakness

Refrain: 

Don’t stop a donkey that isn’t yours

You’re handing over arms to the wrong boys

Same donkey with a new saddle

Keep your distance: We must fight our own battle  

3. My man and I are never alone

Each night we sleep in a different home

Dependent on the kindness of strangers

Who try to keep us out of danger

Refrain: 

4. The silence of good people is much worse

Than the violent laws they try and enforce

One flower doesn’t bring spring

I will fight until I hear my people sing

Refrain: 

Don’t stop a donkey that isn’t yours

Handing over arms to the wrong boys

Same donkey with a different saddle

Keep your distance: We must fight our own battle

  2. Song: I Will Never Leave the Power (Ding Dong)

This song revolves around powerful male speech and masculine authority. 

  Your Western eyes

Judging! Preaching! About Human Rights

You choose which conflicts you want to see

Your sympathy and aid are never for free 

  1. Your leaders pay me to dictate

You and I have agreed on this trade 

To access cheap labour, oil and petrol

Keeping us in debt and under your control

  It’s  happy hour, double up 

I will never leave the power, huh! 

It’s  happy hour, double up

I will never leave the power, huh!

  2. Ideas of liberty could land me in jail 

My ideologies are fully for sale

My political choice - support the authority 

Or wind up as a refugee 

  Your Western eyes

Judging! Preaching! about Womens Rights

You chose which conflicts you want to see

Your sympathy and aid –they’re never for free

  3. It’s the balance of Nature that I keep

For each life I take I plant a new seed

I kill and I rape without debate

This is part of the deal that we made remember?

  Your Western eyes

Judging,! Preaching! about Womens Rights

You chose which conflicts you want to see

Your sympathy and aid are not ever for free

  4. Female company is too complex

I prefer a boy when I need sex

Women are useless whores

Only of use when they breed boys 

  Your Western eyes

Judging! Preaching! about Womens Rights

You chose which conflicts you want to see

Your sympathy and aid are never for free

  5. You can trash your illusions about equality

Even nature is based upon hierarchy

Economy (is what) determines “Democracy”

Now -that’s what I call hypocrisy

  Your Western eyes

Judging! Preaching! About Human Rights

You choose which conflicts you want to see

Your sympathy and aid are never for free

  It is happy hour, double up

I will never leave the power, huh

It is happy hour, double up

I will never leave the power!

  3. Sang: The Dance is my Chance

This song tells the tale of a Bacha Bazi, (a young boy trained to act as a girl, who dances at men’s parties but is also a sex slave). 

  Intro: 

The power of sex

Makes the master

A slave to his slave

  Horny men

Can’t get enough

A brutish smell

When I ring my bell

  Wonder Toy

Wonder boy

Wonder girl

Is a wonderful boy

  To play with a boy

Gives him pleasure and joy

Pleasure and joy

To play with a boy

  Putting men into a trance

The girly dance

Is my only chance

  The power of sex

Makes the master

A slave to his slave

  Boy boy boy

Girl girl girl

Boy- girl- boy

Body no cares

  Freedom for a slave 

Equals the grave 

  Wonder toy

Wonder boy

Wonder girl

Is a wonderful boy

  To play with a boy

Gives him pleasure and joy

Pleasure and joy

To play with a boy

  Putting men into a trance

The girly dance

Is my only chance

  Boy boy boy

Girl girl girl

Boy- girl- boy

Body no cares

  Reaching puberty at the great cost

Of a masculinity already lost

My next obstructions

The streets or marriage -are my only options

  Boy boy boy

Girl girl girl

Boy- girl- boy

Body no cares

  Wonder Toy

Wonder boy

Wonder girl

Is a wonderful boy

  To play with a boy

Gives him pleasure and joy

Pleasure and joy

To play with a boy

  If I stay with my master

I marry his daughter

If I bring them boys, I am safe

But remain forever his slave

  4. Song: Dead woman walking

This song features a former Bacha Posh (a girl raised as a boy, when there are no sons in the family). 

  1. My first tomb 

Was my mother’s womb

Then came my groom

Then the nuptial room

Followed by the baby boom 

Boom Boom

  2. Until my teens my days were mad 

Forced by family to act as a lad 

Behind the clothes I could hide their shame

In becoming a woman I was their burden again 

Refrain:

I am young and I want to live

But I am not afraid of death

Killing me over and over

Each time I grow fearless, bolder 

  3. The taste of independence was sweet

This adaptation brings/gives me grief

Men are doped by war and drugs

Taking a woman’s life is like killing a bug

  Refrain: 

4. The up to the minute craze 

Women setting their bodies ablaze 

A live woman has no choice

But a dead body might be given voice

  Refrain:

5. Drop by drop a river is formed

Dust has been thrown in the eyes of the world

I was exploited as a symbol of peace

But nothing has changed, our unease will increase

  Don’t stop a donkey that isn’t yours

You’re handing over arms to the wrong boys

It´s the same donkey with a new saddle

Remove your troops: We must fight our own battle 

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