spent the last night and part of today watching/listening to the choir competition before the song and dance festival (No25, in 140 years).
the recorded versions are accessible here
and this is something totally maddening in scale and beauty. the music, the singers, the conductors, the intensity, the pure craziness of song wars.
i do not understand this very well (one more of those things), but this is something that makes a latvian.
i’ll think of it and maybe write some more, but for now, still able to walk not too much, i will listen and imbibe the purity of music and performance, and that olympic spirit that reigns in splendour from this day till next sunday.