Mikhail Khodanov is an interpreter of Vladimir Vysotsky's work, who has just written a book on the spiritual origins and/or influence of Vladimir Vysotsky's creativity. Vysotsky, a poet-bard, played a large role in the cultural life of Khodanov's generation. As Khodanov puts it: "It is the essence of his songs that matter." And Khodanov believes he has found some of the keys to the essence of Vysotsky's art.
I am holding a copy of Khodanov's book in my hand, because he--a bright personality himself--gave it to me tonight as a gift. A wonderment. If I ever digest it properly, I'll have to blog on Vysotsky.
It has been years since I've spent an evening like this:
A fragment of my own video of a song about the Far East. This one was popular.
By the end of the evening, my friends were singing a Bella Akhmadulina poem-romance in Khodanov's honor, and tears were flowing.
Life, thank you.