Besh O Drom, Zöld Pardon, May 2008.
Blasting brass, sörs and lickors
Jumping Jig of Jolly Jammers
Like a time of past joy
Figures of pleasure
Feelings of distance
Paths of Crossroads
Only in the square can spring
Pusta born youth
Pustas, leopards,
Born square and wild
Musicians change at each gig, but tunes stay the same.
I figure this is how it's always been. At risk, now, of seeing a 'survival operation' by a network of musicians. One would learn other's words, lines, tunes - the other melody, the melody of the other?
