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Avantfolk vocal and instrumental composition of Vladimir Martynov with lyrics of Velimir Khlebnikov.
And when the earthly sphere, burnt out, Grows stricter and asks 'who am I?' We shall create 'The Lay of Igor's Host' Or something like it V. Khlebnikov At the end of the Middle Ages music began to betray its neighbours in the quadrivium - arithmetic, astronomy and geometry - and draw closer to grammar, rhetoric and dialectic, the constituents of the trivium. In doing so it paid a heavy price, falling into the trap of literature. Throughout the entire modern era music, like Khlebnikov's river maiden, has struggled and grown faint in that perfidious trap. It has become rhetorical, it has become dialectical, finally it has become literary. But what is literature? Is not literature nothing more than the confusion born of nocturnal gloom? And if it is, then the time of literature is no more than that of nocturnal confusion and this entire epoch of literature no more than night overtaking a traveller in the wilds of Galicia. However, night-time is not endless - morning comes, confusion melts away and the river maiden of music is set free. Morning comes and with it the time of a new alphabet. The time comes of a new epos, a new folklore, a new ritual. The time comes when there will no longer be a place for composers. The free torrent of music has been transformed at the whim of those power-loving and voluptuous tyrants into a complicated irrigation system of weirs, cisterns and reservoirs. For a long time music has shared the sad fate of all nature, enslaved and destroyed by man, since to compose music is, in the final analysis, as unnatural as to subdue nature. Owing to the exploits of nature's conquerors and of composers, the earthly sphere is already almost burnt out. So we shall not stand in the way of morning's coming with our tedious inventions. We shall open ourselves to the natural flow of the mighty musical source and then we shall see how the river maiden of music comes to life. Vladimir Martynov

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Listening to this is like hearing the birth of human communication

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Thanks spektakledel for posting this excellent piece, an interesting hybrid of ancient Slavic and experimentalism.

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thanks for posting this!

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thanks

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this is one of my fav songs ever lol

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you know the music. I want to add you on facebook. I - Tolochenko Oleg

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What is you close?

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This is fucked up... but kinda cool... but it still is fucked up.

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you know the music. I want to add you on facebook. I - Tolochenko Oleg