Crimean peninsula was not always the peninsula. Once upon a time there was no bridge connecting the small part of the land to the mainland and it floated freely in the Black Sea, which did not yet had a name. Many thousands, even tens of thousands of years, successive peoples who inhabited the forests and mountains were born, flourished not for long, and failing states. Many people was following and went here for convenient marinas lagoons, fertile expanse, magnificent beauty of the mountain. But to stay here for a long time failed to anybody - Crimea, as if himself would have decided how to live and how to be. And it is probably no coincidence that even today, many people believe that the Crimea is not just a beautiful place on the planet Earth, Crimea - a place of power and magic. I would like to believe it.
Even the beginning of III millennium most of the territory of Crimea - the place is not inhabited by people. Confirmed - it's reserves, but most likely the case in the features of the landscape - the maze of low mountains and destroyed thousands of years not just to pave the way, is not even just the beaten track in the winding river valleys. Even local residents are unlikely to show you the shortest way to the nearest city through the woods and mountains. And the more interesting to look - one on one with the spirits inhabiting these rivers, lakes, woods and meadows, one on one with time and space.
Somewhere in the middle of the lost ground in the last century, the city was built. Not quite normal. It specially founded in the depths of forests in dozens of kilometers from the nearest village. Its future residents - scientists study the stars - Require night darkness and privacy. All that Crimea could provide in abundance for an astronomical observatory that was the best piece of the planet. At the top and slopes of one of the mountains rose white towers, homes for explorers, the building of the Institute. Soon here brought Europe's largest telescope and Crimean Astrophysical Observatory was the astronomical capital of the USSR.
But, as has often been demonstrated history of Crimea, in these places there is not much forever. The collapse of the vast country was reflected in the Observatory. In turbulent times, few are loyal to the stars. City astronomers - Scientific village - was to thin its residents. Many went home, sold the house. Tower rarer opened their doors toward the starlight. But the observatory survived, remained academic center. Perhaps the spirit of the Crimea is supportive of science. Among the abandoned gardens, dilapidated huts, white dome still shine - on a sunny day you can see them from miles away.
Several years ago, the Crimean Astrophysical Observatory opened its doors to amateur astronomers - people in love with the sky - and now every summer hosts an annual Science astroparty "Southern Nights." One day I was fortunate enough to attend this festival, visit the observatory and its surrounding magical place. Many warm stellar and sleepless nights, difficult mountain hikes, peaceful contemplation of nature and the desire to absorb the atmosphere of this amazing - all embodied in the sounds, melodies, rhythms. The result of my trip was the Crimean this album. I started working on it back in the Observatory, having at its disposal only a humble synthesizer. Now that the job is finished and you can reset the veil from this musical picture, I want all of you, my listeners, to wish, if ever fate will throw you in the Crimea, be sure to visit the Observatory - to walk in these places, look at the sky. It is possible that you will hear the same music that is recorded on this CD.
released November 27, 2009
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