Friday, July 10, 2009

Lusine sings Komitas.

I can think of no better way to reach out to my audience than to sing Komitas. His music is a source of self-purification and magnanimous joy. It is a communion with everything Armenian and everything human. I am certain that Komitasian melody will help you go beyond the concerns of the instant and indulge in freshness of new energy and lightness of being.
If you decide to venture to the treasury of Armenian identity, follow the road sign that reads “Music” and make sure you enter through the gates marked “Komitas”. For it is the Komitasian verse that waters the conviviality of the Armenian child. For an Armenian farmer sweats over the unyielding field with the Komitasian ‘horovel’1. For an Armenian prays, asks for divine mercy chanting the Komitasian liturgy. For an Armenian burns with love, calls his lover, praises her grace, sheds tears of sadness and laments the snow-bitten spring of his abandoned love in Komitasian love songs. For a desperate Armenian √©migr√©, seeking a fortune in desolate far lands satiates the unbearable longing for his home and family through a Komitasian song of migration.

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  1. I am happy to see the best director of the world

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