While he travelled to a place, he used to take some snaps or video of the place and uploaded that in his site. Later one of his friends suggested that he can dance a little with his weird kind of dance to add fun to the video. Soon these videos became popular and were circulated around the web and became some of the most successful viral videos. He became known as 'Dancing Matt'.
When he finished his money, his videos stopped. Then someone (or some organization) offered him to continue dancing around the world at their expense. So he continued moving around and dancing and this gave birth to some more dancing videos - which when amalgamated, created the massively popular video 'Where the Hell is Matt'.
Garry Schyman is an American music composer who composes music for video games and other multimedia industries. He worked to compose a background music for this song.
Rabindranath Tagore was a Bengali poet and was a nobel laureate for his 'Gitanjali' book in 1913. Garry Schyman adopted the lyrics of a poem 'Pran' from the book and composed a music 'Pran' or 'Stream of Life' by Garry Schyman.
Palbasha Siddique is a Bangladeshi-born, American grown-up young lady who gave voice to the song 'Pran' by Garry Schyman. The song was selling at top 10 in Amazon for a couple of weeks.
The song is a modern rock n' roll with guitars, piano, violin and other modern instruments and not really a Tagore tone. But I liked it. Hope you might like it, too.
Now, the dancing video depicts Matt dancing in various countries and location in the world with natives. May be the theme is, everybody can dance no matter where s/he is. The videos are freely available. I think many of you might have seen them in youtube or in Matt's own site. Unfortunately Matt travelled so many countries, but despite he is using a Bengali song written by a Bengali nobel laureate and sung by a Bangladeshi singer, Bangladesh is not yet represented in any of his four dancing videos so far. So instead of where the hell he is, I wonder what the hell he was thinking of this. Still I am hopeful, Bangladesh might be present in his upcoming videos, but as a natural consequence of his country visits and not as a complement.
Now as the last line, Matt didn't even know he might be a world-wide celebrity ever in his life. He thought his mission of life to be a video game player only. And now he is famous and renowned as 'Dancing Matt'. I remember I saw an ad in Emirates depicting his dancing. So capturing moments by video or image might bring you luck. His leisurely videos now made him famous without any effort at all. So try to capture moments of life. Who knows what comes in paving your way to happiness...
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Stream of Life - Tagore - Gitanjali
Praan lyrics – Transliteration and a literary translation.
Bhulbona ar shohojete (I shall not forget so easily)
Shei praan e mon uthuk mete (Let the heart and soul rhythm with joy)
Mrittu majhe dhaka ache (In Death lying is your)
je ontohin praan (Evergreen life)
Bojre tomar baje bashi (Thy flute plays like thunder)
She ki shohoj gaan (That's a precious song (not so cheap a song))
Shei shurete jagbo ami (And I shall rise high with the tune)
(Repeat 3X)
Shei jhor jeno shoi anonde (I bear that storm(y tune) with pleasure)
Chittobinar taare (And feel it in my heart as if the strings of a 'bin' inside the heart is playing )
Shopto shindhu dosh digonto ((Everything in) Seven seas and ten directions around)
Nachao je jhonkare! (Are all dancing with the rhythm)
Bojre tomar baje bashi (Your flute plays like thunder)
She ki shohoj gaan (That's a precious song (not so cheap a song))
Shei shurete jagbo ami (And I shall rise high with the tune)
(Repeat 3X)
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Following is an abstract flow of the song (may be from Garry):
"The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures.
It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth in numberless blades of grass and breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers.
It is the same life that is rocked in the ocean-cradle of birth and of death, in ebb and in flow.
I feel my limbs are made glorious by the touch of this world of life. And my pride is from the lifethrob of ages dancing in my blood this moment."
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