Urumee
The urumee (Tamil: உறுமி மேளம், Uṟumi Mēḷam ?; also known as urumi) is a double-headed hourglass-shaped drum from the state of Tamil Nadu, South India. Two skin heads are attached to a single hollow, often intricately carved wooden shell. The preferred wood is jackwood, although other wood may be used. Both left and right heads are usually made from cow hide that is stretched around a thin metal ring (sometimes lizard skin is used for the right head). The outer circumference of each head is perforated with approximately seven to eight holes. The two heads are held in tension by a continuous rope that is woven around the drum in a V-shape pattern. Additional small coils of string or metal are tied around each pair of ropes near the left head. These coils can be slide horizontally along the length of the drum, increasing or decreasing the tension between the heads as necessary. For example, during the monsoon season the drum heads will slacken so much that the instrument becomes unplayable. Using these coils drummers can easily rectify such problems.
Urumi (disambiguation)
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Love Hangover
by: JeremihHouse Of Love
Butterfly Album
Someone's Got To Love You
Somebody's got to love you
Somebody's got to care
Someone's out in the darkness
So you might really not despair
You can hop amongst the pebbles
You can scratch around in clay
You may kill to find a conscience
But to him that not a way
Oh, someone's got to love you
There's a cannon in your hands
There a history rich in genocide
And a voice to fuel your mind
In a town where cars are diamonds
And hunger is the key
Someone's got to love you
Somebody's got to love you
Somebody's got to care
Someone's out in the darkness
So you might really not despair
In a town where cars are diamonds
And hunger is the key
You may kill to find a conscience