Friday, February 21, 2014

A younger Pogudin, filmed by Galina Gamzeleva



As a young man, Oleg Pogudin must have been building, in his soul, in an apartment in Leningrad/St. Petersburg, a nest for a sacred white stork, who has continued to bless his body with such a voice--and a presence one would never want to capture or cage, but rather--to merely be grateful for the chance to observe while in flight--

Pogudin admits to knowing around 900 songs by heart; many of these are "romances."

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