This weekend I boarded a bus to New York City (consequently leaving a Caribbean Carnival parade going on right outside my door) to take part in the world premiere of A Melancholy Beauty, an oratorio commissioned to commemorate the story of how the Bulgarian people rose up against their government to save 49,000 members of their Jewish population during the Holocaust. The number of musicians involved in the production was massive — over 300 people spanning across four choirs, three vocal soloists, a symphony orchestra, and Bulgarian folk singers and instrumentalists from the Philip Kutev National Folklore Ensemble.
With such a large production, there was a lot of wait time until it was our turn to play, so gadulka player Hristina Beleva and tambura player Petar Milanov entertained us backstage with a combination of folk and jazz tunes from their repertoire.
Conversations with members of the Koutev ensemble were of varying success, given that I don’t know a single word of Bulgarian, but the tambura player let me try out his instrument (or, more accurately, he enthusiastically thrust it into my hands, exclaiming, “here, try it!”). It was fun, but let’s just say that it’s a good thing people hire me to play the viola and not the tambura.
