Yes! I've agreed to appear at the Kollywood Festival, improvising along with the singing of an incredibly brilliant folk artist. The poster, viewable here, is beyond belief. But you can see that I wasn't kidding in my recent twitter announcements about folk opera troupes dressing up in 18th century Viennese costumes....
My visit to Korat last week was full of suprises, not the least of which was to discover that fried duck bills were being sold as shish kebabs. First it turns out that there is a beautiful symphony hall in Korat, and there is an entire, and possibly rather neglected, field of local music. In particular I encountered the gorgeous singing of a woman who had learned the songs from her mother and whose folk tunes may well be lost if there is not some mechanism for their preservation.
The there were the little old ladies who gave a demonstration of folk dancing at a temple, only we had to wait for someone to finish getting cremated.
And of course there were also the ancient ruins. Like this 1,300 year old reclining Buddha image....
Oh yeah, I woke up from an interesting dream this morning. I dreamt that I was buying candy from the prime minister, who had taken over a booth in the food court of the Trnity Shopping Mall in Silom....
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