Gogofski

Gogofski

This set was recorded at the Golden Festival 2014. 
The musicians are Dave Golber, clarinet, Henry Goldberg, drums, Ken Hiatt, accordion, and Kasia Sokalla, vocals.

The tunes are

“Skopski Chochek”.   This from an old 45 record (yes, vinyl) of Kocho Petrovski, who was a number one accordion player.   It’s a devetorka.   (Yep, it’s called Skopski Chochek, and it’s a devetorka.   Complain to Kocho if you want …)

Stani Mome da Zaigrash.  “Get up and dance girl, ‘cause we only live once, this life of lies …”  There are lyrics to this also in Greek, and, so I am told, in Turkish.

Sta Dyo.  This version started with a recording of Beth Cohen.  (Thanks, Beth.)

Odam vo Stambul Grad.  A devetorka.  Modern pop-folk.   From a recording by Blagica Pavlovska.  “I went to the big city to find my man.  And sure enough, I found him in the red-light district, drinking and carousing, and hanging out with loose wimmen.  And I said to him ‘Jack, this is your last chance.  You come home with me now, or you will regret it!’”

Beranche.  This is from a very Albanian-style recording, titled “Berance-Valle”.  Towards the end, it switches to a 2-4 Valle.   We usually leave the Valle off.  So we call it “Berance-Valle without the Valle.”   For some reason I (the clarinet player who is writing this) always have trouble with breathing in this piece, so we put in the drum solo to let me breathe some.   And the drum solo is pretty neat anyway …

Chaje Shukarije.  As sung by Esma Redzhepova.

We had Meercat Media video us.  They did an amazing job.  They had no idea of what was going to happen, how we and the dancers were going to move around the floor, but they got these great swooping-around dramatic shots …    Great applause to them.

Oh: in some places there are video dropouts.   The still I used to fill the blank screen is from the Saint’s day at Vladimirovo, eastern Macedonia.  I grabbed my cell phone and taped this lady, because she was dancing in high heels on grass!   You are really dancing to the thunder of the drums; the zurlas are there to keep the air full …