Long walks around Moscow are like a treasure hunt. In a city so big you can always find something extraordinary. Your chances grow exponentially after dusk – little pieces of Moscow gold twinkle in the dark. Many of the treasures you find are of musical kind, as Russians are a very musical nation. One October evening, on the steps to the Historical Museum, I saw these two ladies:
They were singing the most wonderful folk songs in a language that I didn’t identify, but which made me long for the space and the freedom of the steppes (songs like these can only be about steppes, freedom and longing). I recorded a little bit of their concert and now I am sending it to you as my next sound postcard from Moscow.