Dear readers, I have been receiving complaints of my blogging unproductiveness.. but what do you write about when your muse is missing?!? Her lacking presence seems to have left me dried. I’ve got things to write about, but I don’t feel like it, I have a particular difficulty of spitting out words and forming sentences.
A problem, indeed. Well, what is it that a writer like me does to get inspired for a Russia-themed post? Yeah, apart from typing Russia into tumblr’s search box and scrolling infinitely in hopes of secretly adapting someone else’s brilliant idea… which by the way, hasn’t really been paying off, hence I’m stuck with my own lame ideas. Sorry, that’s what you get if you’re my follower, or if you are one of those wordpressers that were seduced by the exciting tags I have added! Meh, nothing here, nothing at all…
Well, one of the things that usually helps me get rid of my brain gas is music. Songs simply help me set the mood, preferably Russian. As the ritual goes, I suck out the culturally rich and inspiring content out of the fusion of melody and lyrics, and make myself a highly inspiring and successful post……
Although I am a child of the 90’s, I feel incredibly identified with Russian folklore and Soviet songs. A whisper inside of me tells me that all of this reminiscence is closely tied to our roots and the culture we were brought up in. However, I am no philosopher, so don’t take my clumsy deductions for facts. Causing an unexplainable passion, particular music from my native land can even bring moist to my eyes… But it shouldn’t only apply to music from our home country, because when I watched Woody Allen’s, To Rome with Love, the opening soundtrack caused me odd emotions – Nel blu, dipinto di blu more commonly known as Volare by the Italian singer Domenico Modugno. I felt as though I have been listening to that song millions, even billions of times – it sounded so familiar… but in reality I don’t even know when or how I could have listened to it. I guess it’s just one of those things that stays deep in our memories, and from there comes the strongest nostalgia.
Now it’s time to show you two songs; one folkloric, the other Soviet, an enchanting love song. It is in these songs that I am going to search inspiration for my next posts. Fasten your seat belts, cause we’re on for a riiide. Whoever still wasn’t completely immersed from head to toe into my blog, will now be… because music makes everything much better, when words become superfluous.
Enjoy my blog’s background music, while it lasts.
Alla Pugacheva’s Million of Scarlet Roses with lyrics,
There once lived a painter,
He had a house and his paintings.
He was in love with an actress,
And that actress loved flowers.
Then he sold his house,
Sold his paintings too
And with that money he bought
A whole sea of flowers.
Million of red roses
From your window, from your window
From your window you can see,
Who’s in love, who’s in love
Who’s crazy in love with you,
My whole life for you
I will turn into flowers…