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Thursday, March 31, 2016

In the Mirror of Moments. Part 2.

Certainly, it was a kick out: a small revenge for having been asked stereotyped questions again and again. And he rightly regarded himself wider than such questions supposed him to be. Certainly, it could not but evoke regret and vexation that Melodia recording firm was lagging behind some Western companies in producing his discs; that his symphonic, vocal, choral and chamber-instrumental music was played in concerts so seldom; that a real appreciation was gained only by several songs and musical pieces, such as: / Dreamed I Reared the Sound of Rain..., My White City, Waltz for the film A Hunting Accident, Ballade for Ion Drutse's play The Birds of Our Youth, and a few more, pitilessly exploited in TV and radio programmes.