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does silence speak volumes or does it create a void?

i woke up today and the sun smiled me in the eyes

Desert Blues, Egyptian Balady, and Romani songs inspired by Jean-Marie Gustave Le Clézio's Le Desert. Considered to be one of his breakthrough novels, Desert is a poetic, historically rich novel that intertwines two timelines: the 1909 migration of nomadic Berbers fleeing colonial violence, and the 1970s struggles of Lalla, a young woman descended from the same people, navigating life in Tangier and Marseille. The novel is a rich, sprawling, searching, poetic, provocative, broadly historic and demanding novel which documents the slow death of a North African culture. "They appeared as if in a dream at the top of the dune, half-hidden in the cloud of sand rising from their steps."

Desert Blues, Egyptian Balady, and Romani songs inspired by Jean-Marie Gustave Le Clézio's Le Desert. Considered to be one of his breakthrough novels, Desert is a poetic, historically rich novel that intertwines two timelines: the 1909 migration of nomadic Berbers fleeing colonial violence, and the 1970s struggles of Lalla, a young woman descended from the same people, navigating life in Tangier and Marseille. The novel is a rich, sprawling, searching, poetic, provocative, broadly historic and demanding novel which documents the slow death of a North African culture. "They appeared as if in a dream at the top of the dune, half-hidden in the cloud of sand rising from their steps."

Eastern European bananza coming your way... from folk to rock, we walk the traditional carpet covered path, that same carpet you saw at your Russian grandma's apartment when you visited as a kid. Oh, those grungy songs your dad used to play in the car from his cassette tapes and CD's. The voices that soar and drop and resonate the strings in you like a piano. Those memories from waking up with the sun on a hot summer day, when the morning dawn is fresh and the bees are mingling in their hives on your grandparents Polish farm. Don't forget.

You doze off into the deep void and dissolve into the iridescent memories of your childhood. If you are lucky, or perhaps, terribly unlucky to have been born in the soviet union or Russia, your ears were blessed with soviet filmography compositions, those sweet sparkly gems that bloomed despite the despotic and opressive rule. Those melodies tell of dream and labour, great feats and human heroism. This show is curated by dad. I love you dad <3