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Russian Music for My Heart

Sing-song, chip, splendid
town street, a black tall top hat.
Perfect gray, fifties
black top, ornate curly wood
then dance stops loud, anger starts.

 

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  1. #1 by Evelyn on March 30, 2011 - 4:49 am

    That first line!
    So awesome…
    Ha! There really is nothing you can’t do.

    Reply

    • #2 by Carl on March 30, 2011 - 7:26 am

      Oh, you! You are too generous!

      Reply

  2. #3 by carldagostino on March 31, 2011 - 5:16 am

    I never heard anything Russian music wise. Is it stoic, fullof pain and tragic endings like their literature ?

    Reply

    • #4 by Carl on March 31, 2011 - 7:22 am

      It comes from the same fire. Full of pain.
      This is the piece that inspired the piece:

      Shostakovich is my favorite by far.

      This piece is what sold me on Shostakovich when I was 13 – One written in reflection on Lennon’s life – 4 minutes of the most sheer terror of hell on earth, the second movement of the 10th symphony:

      Reply

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