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8Foreword and AcknowledgmentsApril 26, 1977, Tuesday, was a sunny day in Tbilisi, capital of the former USSRRepublic of Georgia. I was coming down from the mountain ‘Mtatsminda’ (lit. “SaintMountain”), an impressive 500 metres high mountain range that dominates the verycentre of Tbilisi. I was accompanying my guest, a musicologist student from the LvovConservatory (Western Ukraine) Natalia Shvets, who happened to be at the graduatestudents’ conference, which was taking place at that time at Tbilisi State Conservatory.Walking down the narrow and steep streets of old Tbilisi, I was teaching Natalia thebeautiful Georgian healing song “Batonebo” [“Lords”]. Everything was going well,Natalia had a good musical ear and soon we were able to sing the tantalising dissonantharmonies of the healing song together. The only problem was that, as with most of theGeorgian traditional songs, Batonebo needs at least three singers to convey all threenecessary parts of the song. Well, there we were - only two of us, walking down theempty street of Old Tbilisi and singing two parts of the three-part song. And thensuddenly, “out of the blue” sky of that Tbilisi spring afternoon came the bass voicecomplementing the full three-part harmony of the healing song. We looked around andthere he was, a Georgian male in his thirties, leaning over the balcony on the second flooron the left side of the street and helping two lone singers with the bass part. We waved toeach other and continued on our way down the street, still accompanied by his bass.This is by no means a “life-changing experience” (particularly in Georgia wherealmost everyone sings in harmony), but I still remember it as one of the nice moments oflife, when a song suddenly brings together people who never met before. Actually, thereal reason I can pinpoint the exact day when this happened after so many years isbecause I have been writing a diary every (well, almost) single day for the last 30 years.My good friend and colleague, arguably the most influential ethnomusicologist ofthe Soviet Union, Izaly Zemtsovsky from Sankt Petersburg (currently at StanfordUniversity) had a somewhat similar experience in Abkhazia, the north-western part ofGeorgia. Let us listen to how he described his experience in his own words: “… I wouldlike to share with you what I saw in the hamlet of Gudauta in the summer of 1978: anAbkhazian, dozing as he waited for the bus, in his sleep immediately began intoning adrone as soon as he heard the distant sound, barely audible in the cavernous emptywaiting room, of a solo voice singing in the manner of his native land, a song thatrequired a drone.” (Zemtsovsky, 2006a). [For non-professional readers – the “drone” is along sustained sound, often (but not always) sung as the lowest part of a polyphonic song.Drone can be played on instruments as well]The following tongue-in-cheek story comes from the decorated Georgiantraditional singer and the leader of the world-renowned Rustavi Choir, AnzorErkomaishvili. Let us listen to his own words: “A big group of artists of GeorgianPhilharmony arrived from Tbilisi to our village [Anzor Erkomaishvili’s native village isMakvaneti, in Guria, the mountainous Black Sea-side region of western Georgia]. Aftertheir performance a traditional ‘supra’ [banquet-like Georgian traditional feast at a longtable with toasts and singing] was organised in the spacious room of ‘Kolkhoz’ [SovietCollective Farm] officials. We (village singers) were also invited. The guests from theState Philharmony toasted our singing and said they enjoyed Gurian traditional songsvery much, although I somehow had an impression that at that moment the guests were

more enjoying the traditional ‘Honey-Vodka’, home-made by Kasiane Bersenadze. Asthe feasting reached its highest point, one of the guests, a professional opera singer,started singing, announcing beforehand that he was going to sing for us the aria of ‘Abdulthe Arab’ [from the opera ‘Tale of Shota Rustaveli’, by the Georgian composer DimitriAraqishvili]. Ilarion Sikharulidze [a well-respected Gurian traditional singer who was atthe table] waited for a while, and when he lost faith that the lone singer would besupported by any of his own friends or colleagues, he himself gave a supporting highharmony to his singing. Tele Iobishvili [another traditional Gurian singer who was at thefeast as well] supported the aria by the bass part. I should confess that the result was notbad at all, particularly considering that two out of the three performers had no idea of thesong they were singing. ‘This is an “aria” from the classical opera and should beperformed alone’, announced a professional singer with mild annoyance in his voice asthe song came to an end. ‘Well’, came the reply from Ilarion Sikharulidze, ‘as weGeorgians say, it is a pity for a man to be alone while eating, as for singing, I have neverheard of a song that has to be sung alone’” (Erkomaishvili, 1988:56).Georgia was widely known for its rich polyphonic traditions in the former SovietUnion. “Two Georgians and a bottle of red wine is already three-part singing” was apopular Russian saying. But of course, such stories of compulsory group participation tocomplement the harmony of a polyphonic song do not come from Georgia alone. Itwould be natural to expect that in most of the cultures with traditional polyphonicsinging, you would come across similar stories of people joining in singing tocomplement the harmony, sometimes in the most unusual circumstances. Our goodfriend, Bulgarian ethnomusicologist Boryana Alexandrova, told me a family story thattook place in the 1970, during the “Silver Wedding” of her own uncle, Mladen Angelov,an ardent singer of Bulgarian traditional songs. In the midst of the most sacred part of theceremony, while standing with his head leaning forward and covered with the sacral clothby the local priest, to the common laughter of everyone present at this memorablemoment, the “silver groom” suddenly started singing a drone to support the priest’srecitation (personal communication from December 27 th , 1987).I also vividly remember Dunia Rihtman, ethnomusicologist from Bosnia (now inIsrael), singing along quietly during the concert of Georgian polyphonic songs onNovember 14 th 1986 in Borjomi, Georgia, during the International Conference “Problemsof folk polyphony”. Conforming to the etiquette of a conventional performance, Duniawas trying not to be loud, but I was sitting next to her and I could clearly hear her droningalong to the unknown (for her) Georgian songs. By the way, I was droning as well.Exactly the same way as I was quietly harmonizing to the (unknown to me) Hungarianmonophonic melodies at the Kechkemet music festival in Hungary on August 27, 1977.Co-participation in a musical performance can happen without singing. As amatter of fact, singing along is not the most widely spread form of co-participation(particularly in western cultures). The most universal (and the most natural andeconomical) way to “join in” the musical flow must be joining the beat of a musical pieceby simply tapping, finger snapping or even just making a swinging movement using anypart of the body. This phenomenon is so widely spread in human societies that it oftenescapes our attention. Representatives of some cultures are particularly prone to the urgeof “joining the beat”. I remember how amazed was my friend, musicologist and singerIrina Bavkun from the Novosibirsk Conservatory, when she went to a concert of Russian9

more enjoying <strong>the</strong> traditional ‘Honey-Vodka’, home-made by Kasiane Bersenadze. As<strong>the</strong> feasting reached its highest point, one of <strong>the</strong> guests, a professional opera singer,started singing, announcing beforehand that he was going to sing for us <strong>the</strong> aria of ‘Abdul<strong>the</strong> Arab’ [from <strong>the</strong> opera ‘Tale of Shota Rustaveli’, by <strong>the</strong> Georgian composer DimitriAraqishvili]. Ilarion Sikharulidze [a well-respected Gurian traditional singer <strong>who</strong> was at<strong>the</strong> table] waited for a while, and when he lost faith that <strong>the</strong> lone singer would besupported by any of his own friends or colleagues, he himself gave a supporting highharmony to his singing. Tele Iobishvili [ano<strong>the</strong>r traditional Gurian singer <strong>who</strong> was at <strong>the</strong>feast as well] supported <strong>the</strong> aria by <strong>the</strong> bass part. I should confess that <strong>the</strong> result was notbad at all, particularly considering that two out of <strong>the</strong> three performers had no idea of <strong>the</strong>song <strong>the</strong>y were singing. ‘This is an “aria” from <strong>the</strong> classical opera and should beperformed alone’, announced a professional singer with mild annoyance in his voice as<strong>the</strong> song came to an end. ‘Well’, came <strong>the</strong> reply from Ilarion Sikharulidze, ‘as weGeorgians say, it is a pity for a man to be alone while eating, as for singing, I have neverheard of a song that has to be sung alone’” (Erkomaishvili, 1988:56).Georgia was widely known for its rich polyphonic traditions in <strong>the</strong> former SovietUnion. “Two Georgians and a bottle of red wine is already three-part singing” was apopular Russian saying. But of course, such stories of compulsory group participation tocomplement <strong>the</strong> harmony of a polyphonic song do not come from Georgia alone. Itwould be natural to expect that in most of <strong>the</strong> cultures with traditional polyphonicsinging, you would come across similar stories of people joining in singing tocomplement <strong>the</strong> harmony, sometimes in <strong>the</strong> most unusual circumstances. Our goodfriend, Bulgarian ethnomusicologist Boryana Alexandrova, told me a family story thattook place in <strong>the</strong> 1970, during <strong>the</strong> “Silver Wedding” of her own uncle, Mladen Angelov,an ardent singer of Bulgarian traditional songs. In <strong>the</strong> midst of <strong>the</strong> most sacred part of <strong>the</strong>ceremony, while standing with his head leaning forward and covered with <strong>the</strong> sacral clothby <strong>the</strong> local priest, to <strong>the</strong> common laughter of everyone present at this memorablemoment, <strong>the</strong> “silver groom” suddenly started singing a drone to support <strong>the</strong> priest’srecitation (personal communication from December 27 th , 1987).I also vividly remember Dunia Rihtman, ethnomusicologist from Bosnia (now inIsrael), singing along quietly during <strong>the</strong> concert of Georgian polyphonic songs onNovember 14 th 1986 in Borjomi, Georgia, during <strong>the</strong> <strong>International</strong> Conference “Problemsof folk polyphony”. Conforming to <strong>the</strong> etiquette of a conventional performance, Duniawas trying not to be loud, but I was sitting next to her and I could clearly hear her droningalong to <strong>the</strong> unknown (for her) Georgian songs. By <strong>the</strong> way, I was droning as well.Exactly <strong>the</strong> same way as I was quietly harmonizing to <strong>the</strong> (unknown to me) Hungarianmonophonic melodies at <strong>the</strong> Kechkemet music festival in Hungary on August 27, 1977.Co-participation in a musical performance can happen without singing. As amatter of fact, singing along is not <strong>the</strong> most widely spread form of co-participation(particularly in western cultures). The most universal (and <strong>the</strong> most natural andeconomical) way to “join in” <strong>the</strong> musical flow must be joining <strong>the</strong> beat of a musical pieceby simply tapping, finger snapping or even just making a swinging movement using anypart of <strong>the</strong> body. This phenomenon is so widely spread in human societies that it oftenescapes our attention. Representatives of some cultures are particularly prone to <strong>the</strong> urgeof “joining <strong>the</strong> beat”. I remember how amazed was my friend, musicologist and singerIrina Bavkun from <strong>the</strong> Novosibirsk Conservatory, when she went to a concert of Russian9

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