❛❛ Another song reached its end, letting the music give its place to applause and then almost silence. In a hall electrified by the delight of what has happened and the anticipation of what is yet to come, the Dombra finds its way into his hands and comes to life. Its first notes set the scene, raising an ethereal veil behind him, like a reflection from another world. It’s the prelude of a heartbreaking tale... The story teller re-emerges, hammering the mic-stand on the stage floor. The spot is claimed. And the voice is set loose, sweeping away the veil along with the stage, like a howling wind. A slit into the tale's world cracks open. And the story begins to unfold... carried through the exquisite dance of tender & fierce blows... of the mountain wind. ❜❜ Every music fanvid that Dimash inspires me to create is extremely precious to me. This is even more, for a bunch of reasons, but I'll name one. I WAS THERE, in my first Dimash concert!! Maybe that
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