Comments on: Le Mystere Des Voix Bulgares http://rogerbourland.com/blog/2007/04/18/le-mystere-des-voix-bulgares/ Roger Bourland writes about music and life Fri, 13 Nov 2009 03:59:55 -0800 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.8 hourly 1 By: Michael Kaulkin: About the Composer » Blog Archive » Bulgarian Rhythms http://rogerbourland.com/blog/2007/04/18/le-mystere-des-voix-bulgares/comment-page-1/#comment-23034 Michael Kaulkin: About the Composer » Blog Archive » Bulgarian Rhythms Fri, 20 Apr 2007 06:38:55 +0000 http://rogerbourland.com/blog/2007/04/18/le-mystere-des-voix-bulgares/#comment-23034 [...] Roger Bourland recently linked to a video of the Bulgarian State Women’s Chorus, which reminded me of my latent obsession with Bulgarian folk music. Check it out, (and read the comments for your daily dose of surrealism). [...] [...] Roger Bourland recently linked to a video of the Bulgarian State Women’s Chorus, which reminded me of my latent obsession with Bulgarian folk music. Check it out, (and read the comments for your daily dose of surrealism). [...]

]]> By: Roger Bourland http://rogerbourland.com/blog/2007/04/18/le-mystere-des-voix-bulgares/comment-page-1/#comment-22749 Roger Bourland Thu, 19 Apr 2007 00:18:48 +0000 http://rogerbourland.com/blog/2007/04/18/le-mystere-des-voix-bulgares/#comment-22749 mj: Wow what a privileged recital for you! I remember having an earthquake during a performance of theirs in LA (at the Wiltern)and I swear, the whole wooden balcony moved like a wave before me (I was in the nosebleed seats). People were terrified and began running to the exits. Half of us waited it out as the gals didn't stop, but looked perplexed as they were chortling out their intricate Bulgarian embellished counterpoint watching people in the balcony flee to the exits. The first floor hadn't felt the earthquake as vividly as we did in the balcony, so none of them left. THAT was a bizarre memory! mj: Wow what a privileged recital for you!

I remember having an earthquake during a performance of theirs in LA (at the Wiltern)and I swear, the whole wooden balcony moved like a wave before me (I was in the nosebleed seats). People were terrified and began running to the exits. Half of us waited it out as the gals didn’t stop, but looked perplexed as they were chortling out their intricate Bulgarian embellished counterpoint watching people in the balcony flee to the exits. The first floor hadn’t felt the earthquake as vividly as we did in the balcony, so none of them left. THAT was a bizarre memory!

]]> By: mjleach http://rogerbourland.com/blog/2007/04/18/le-mystere-des-voix-bulgares/comment-page-1/#comment-22667 mjleach Wed, 18 Apr 2007 16:37:11 +0000 http://rogerbourland.com/blog/2007/04/18/le-mystere-des-voix-bulgares/#comment-22667 I lived in Köln for a couple of years in a tower attached to a church, which had an art gallery in its balcony. One day when they were changing the artwork I heard the Bulgarian singers. I went to the balcony to congratulate the person for having such good taste. When I got there, I saw that it was the actual choir singing in full costume and not a recording. They were performing for an audience of about three, probably either for a writer or an agent. They performed three sets, complete with costume changes. Their manager was introducing each piece in French, which I fortunately understand a lot better than I did German at that time. One of the pieces he introduced as "singing about the rising sun," and I swear, it really did sound like it! After they finished singing, I rushed downstairs to see if I could talk to them, but they had already left and were on a bus, and the church was empty as if they'd never been there. The whole experience was sublime and surreal. I lived in Köln for a couple of years in a tower attached to a church, which had an art gallery in its balcony. One day when they were changing the artwork I heard the Bulgarian singers. I went to the balcony to congratulate the person for having such good taste. When I got there, I saw that it was the actual choir singing in full costume and not a recording. They were performing for an audience of about three, probably either for a writer or an agent. They performed three sets, complete with costume changes. Their manager was introducing each piece in French, which I fortunately understand a lot better than I did German at that time. One of the pieces he introduced as “singing about the rising sun,” and I swear, it really did sound like it! After they finished singing, I rushed downstairs to see if I could talk to them, but they had already left and were on a bus, and the church was empty as if they’d never been there. The whole experience was sublime and surreal.

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