This time as well as on the later album "Unexplored World" Hektor Mukomol creates worlds and spaces not alone. The immersion took place with the help of Vitaly Tatsyak, who played the bamboo flute. This is not the only, however, presumably, one of basic reasons, why the feeling arises as though you merge into three worlds at once. One of them is, sure, that of water. Rapid and slow, cold and warm, transparent and not really grand water, in which there is enough scape for plankton, and for whales, and for those who have no name in the modern language. The second one sure, that of air. At that, it is not just open space, in which there is nothing except for wind and distant voices. No, this is, rather, wind as it is, which has consciously chosen the direction from land straight into the sky, without any curves and easily but confidently it carries away all those who hear, all those who sound. Well, and at the crossing of these two, but also independently of them, there arises the third one sure, that about which they do not speak in words, because this is in vain. We will not speak about it either in the end, sometimes it is just enough not to forget about unnamed things, and to leave them unnamed. Strange enough, but it is so that they become obvious, do not disappear from horizons of life. In the course of time you find that it is no longer you who plunges into the world, but the world that plunges in you and...
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