Fly, Fly My Sadness Music from CD Huun-Huur-Tu, Angelite, Sergey Starostin, Mikhail Alperin Played by: Erik J. Lundquist
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It seems like a match made in heaven, Huun-Huur-Tu (The Tuvan Throat Singers) and Angelite (formerly Mystere de Voix Bulgare). Hunn-Huur-Tu are masters of overtone or throat-singing. A vocal technique that allows the singer to sing up to three notes at a time. It's a very deep, resonant, and meditative sound. Angelite is a 24-piece women's choir from Bulgaria with an indescribable sound that is truly worthy of their name, which is Bulgarian for angel. The two singing together is an amazing experience.
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I had heard the Tuvan Throat Singers before, and was quite familiar with
Mystere de Voix Bulgare from many late everyone-else-has-gone-home-
and-now-we'll-listen- Well, when I accidentally ran across a CD down at Zia Records of the two singing together. I thought to myself, "Self, this could be good." Imagine it, throat singers, rumbling from the bowels of the earth, and angels, singing together. I was excited and made no delay in getting home to check out my new tunes. When I got home, I found that my beautiful wife and child were not home to share my new musical experience. Being alone, I allowed the volume to set itself at a level at which it could comfortably serenade the neighbors, as well as myself. I hit play. The first song made me very happy as I paced my living room in a very relaxed semi-trance. Throat singers chanting, mesmerizing, ya know, good stuff. The second song started out the same, but really crescendoed with a rhythmic chant that came straight from the innards of our planet. About a minute of this and I was really feeling the power, when in addition to this marvelous, entrancing, rumbling throat chant, rose a choir of angels. Now, I'm not a religious man, but I felt God. As I was pacing my living room in a throat-singer induced trance, I was felled by the entrance of those heavenly voices, literally. I collapsed. My knees buckled. My legs stopped supporting me. I found myself lying on the floor with tears in my eyes. I felt like I had been smacked by one of those loony healers. You know, that smack people on the forehead and they fall, and are healed. I felt like the hand of God reached down through my roof and touched me, and I was not quite ready.
-- Erik J. Lundquist
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