Solely Reminiscence's video: Tchaikovsky s June-Barcarolle The Seasons U upis

___________________ There are always sometime one doesn’t want to do anything habitual, but rather something spontaneous, like you crave for making a loaf of bread at midnight with ingredients special to your taste buds; or to listen again to certain music which has been classified as historical to your liking… Just like you see green is still dominating the surroundings, yet you feel in your bone the chilly wind of autumn. All look a bit incoherent in changing season, I am smiling and name it my “autumnal symptom”! Yesterday evening I listened to Tchaikovsky’s Barcarolle (June) in The Seasons op37a (played by Mikhail Pletnev), the music is autumnal to me except for the middle passage which sounds a bit of June. I think of a photo that I took in Uzupis (in the old town of Vilnius, Lithuania), its special background of self-declared “republic” status, gives the place an unique mood of solitude. I thought that on earth there are so many countries ahead economically of others, same for their social illness. While other countries try to position themselves in the world stage as advancing, yet to go capitalistic or socialistic, to right or to left, to be autonomous or dependent? The fate of the people is so much in the hands of the politicians, people are often struggling passively in the manipulated democracy... ___________________