So Ara has been in Yerevan for a few days now and we have been running around doing things like Vernisage and attending social events. Tonight I had a few people over for Garmir Pilaf (Persian Red Rice) and we had a nice evening listening to Datevik and talking about living here in Armenia and how wonderful it is.
So the newest thing is that I am in hott pursuit after my clay worker (who is custom making my flatware) since he is quasi-missing and being irresponsible and tardy with my order. We will see what happens, maybe I will pay him a surprise visit soon to see how he (and my flatware) are doing.
So last night my friend Arthur, Ara M, and I went to a premiere of a movie by Edgar Bagdasaryan called "Land of the Holy Rites"... anyways FUNNY/SAD STORY UNFOLDS HERE.
The director got up to introduce the film before the documentary began. It was a nice short intro...and the audience clapped as he left the stage and the lights started to dimm a little. All of a sudden from the other side of the stage, another man dressed in a suit approached the microphone. He began by saying that according to the agreement he entered he was here to bless us with the sounds of Komidas with the original manner in which Komidas would have wanted his songs to be sung. Then he started to bellow and make really funny noises as he attempted to sing a Komidasian song. Of course I started laughing uncontrollably while everyone around me had the decency to control themselves and attempt to grasp this new artistic interpretation of Komidas' music. This went on for five minutes after which the organizers (obviously our Komidasaked was not part of the Program) decided to turn off the microphone and lead the audience in a round of applause in an attempt to caox the unwelcomed perfomer off stage. When this did not work, a man wearing all black (the appropriate backstagewear) came and physically removed the microphone as someone else approached from the other side to remove the uninvited off-stage as he continued to bellow out to the audience. He ended his lutanical piece by yelling out a few choice words to the audience who he felt had insulted the memory of Komidas.
The movie was beautifully photographed and we are still trying to digest what the message was. It was a deep look into Christianity and the fusion of Pagan and Christian rituals in the Holy Rites of the Armenian Church. The film had no words and very few subtitles (which were in English) but was an interesting look into our history as Christians. Ara noticed that in the credits they thanked his uncle but butchered the spelling of his name.
Will write soon and hopefully will have more funny stories from the motherland. Until then I remain faithfully your logger.