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ОПИСАНИЕ  ОСНОВНЫХ НЕГАТИВНЫХ  И ПОЛОЖИТЕЛЬНЫХ  КАЧЕСТВ ЛЮДЕЙ, НАСЕЛЯЮЩИХ ТЕРРИТОРИЮ АРМ. РЕСП.

(на основе личнового мноооголетнего опыта)

·         Огромное самомнение -обьективное, если исходить из нашей исторической характеристики(вообще то есть серьёзная наука, доказывающая на основе мифологии, литературы, философской мысли, лингвистики, строения алфавита и т.д,, что Армяне-пуп земли) и совершенно отчаянное, если учесть нашу сегодняшнюю реальность)

ОГРОМНАЯ депрессивность-в основном из-за неразделённости нашего самомнения оставшимся человечеством или другими словами “дле яман” forever!

·         Не креативность -единожды создавши что-то, устаём от потугов и восхищаемся своим творчеством настолько, что в дальнейшем удовлетворяемся копированием себя. Пример-наша современная церковная архитектура или просто традициональность, необоснованная зацеплённость за некогда осмыслённые традиции

·         Умение “крутиться-вертеться” -что является негативным вариантом креативности, так как ориентирован не на созидание, а на мелкие цели. Примеры этого умения; 1)хитрость-в смысле дешёвой расчётливости с по детски наивным восхищением своей “изобретательностью” и “догадливостью “, 2)лживость-гениальное умение искажать реальность в свою выгоду (н.п. молоко чёрное, а ты дурак, не видешь это!)

·         Умение свыкаться со собственным (и не только) д*рьмом -в принципе является производной из всех вышеперечисленных характеристик. И не нужно этот пункт понимать как христианскую молчаливую гордую выносливость. Общеизвестная цитата из Библии о подставленной левой щеке, поучительный анекдот о навозных жуках в апельсинах и просто нежелание боротся за право достойного существования совершенно разные вещи. Пример; опять таки ненавистные злосчастные маршрутки-эталон отсутствия самоуважения. В место того, что бы требовать у правительства импорта автобусов, мы придумываем всё новые хитроумные варианты протискивания в забитый до отказа транспорт и атлетические асаны из кама-сутры для удержания на ногах при особо диких позах

Список положительных качеств следует…

P.S. Как Вы догадываетесь, всё это весьма субъективно. Но без иронии, я в это верю. Очень интересно было бы услышать мнение соотечественников по этим пунктам. Не ругать, критиковать без эмоций и рассудительно, pls.

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May be “this” came from the president of the republic, who had taken it from the presidents of other countries and these presidents took it from the best image-makers of the world…

Anyway, the important part of this “taking from each other” story is the fact that listens to jazz music became an indivisible part of Armenian society’s life especially among average and high nap (though I am against of dividing society in such a stupid form).

Now in Yerevan, if you are a banker, for example, have a high rewarded work, own car, wife and lover, the compulsive part of your life is attending  jazz clubs and listening to jazz radio in car or keeping some jazz CD’s in your car box like Oscar Peterson, Duke Ellington or Louis Armstrong at worst.

And these all not because of rich pocket that changes peoples music taste but because now they can allow themselves “to do it”. Version of why not?

Going on in this style: Yerevan’s jazz clubs or the places where play jazz, mostly attend people like the banker from my example and his friend’s ensemble. And it’s no news no more that these people come to Paplavok café to have a dessert after the restaurant’s eating or to show the others they also are here or to smoke a cigarette and all these under the jazz music. The Malkhas’s club is another foppish place: (Malkhas is an Armenian popular self-taught pianist who has opened a jazz club in Yerevan, if I’m not mistaken a year ago). The club, Avantgarde Folk Music Club…. jazzes’ places are o lot. And there are a lot of jazz real lovers and defenders.

That’s why Armenian jazzmen are almost excellent. It’s not only my-dilettante jazz listener’s opinion but musicians say so and this is serious. Artem Ayvazyans’s than Konstantin Oberlin’s-Armenian jazz band the best big bend for many years, Time Report, saxophonist Armen Husnunts, Cats, pianist Vahagan Hayrapetyan: good musicians are too many. Only the fact how many talented future musicians study in Conservatories jazz faculty is enough to be sure for the Armenian jazz music future.

And I said all these to summarize that “jazz bum” in Armenia started not because people became richer but because the musicians are good and we have conscious spectator. I hope so.

My Georgian and Azerbaijan friends told me that in their countries there is also a “jazz bum”. As for other Caucasus countries I have no information (will glad anyone to inform me).

A thing I see for sure. If we are going to listen to jazz like the people from my examples very soon we will have a jazz Caucasus style which indivisible part will be listening to it during eating barbecue. :))))))
 
P.S. It would be interesting if Robert Kocharyan prefers black metal except for jazz and would attend rock clubs. All the ministers would summit talks under rock music and in rock clubs. Really great, isn’t it?

Sincerely yours  blansh

Yerevan’s taxi drivers know everything more and better. They know all: started from the half tone gossip in the last table in the teahouse ended from the first ladies’ underclothes. They know government functionary’s secret concord with the opposition representative and policeman’s latent jobs. And of course they know all the good and bad places in Yerevan. Maybe they know me and probably they know you too. 

So, what I was talking about… Yesterday I was harrying to an important meeting and dropped myself to the first come taxi. After the several times looking outside of the window, than to clock, to my papers, once more to clock… looked at a taxi driver: handsome man with the grey hair and white moustache. He looked as if he is cut from the national uniforms catalogue. He looked at me through the mirror and asked if I knew who was singing.  

What a surprise. There is also a music playing”. I was concentrating for a while then I answered. “Gohar Gasparyan?” “No, Zeynab Xanlarova”-he said and smiled. 

Generally I like experiments on unknown people but this time I understood his smile was showing quite the opposite. Anyway I “went on the play” asking him what was the song about.  “Who knows, I don’t understand her but it’s not important. Melody is ours. Are you against of this melody and Azerbaijan?” (Here I want to stop and describe what I was feeling. “Am I looking like an intolerant person?)

Then he explained saying that he has been driving this taxi for 25 years, almost all that time listening to Zeynab Xanlarova’s songs. The type recorder was broken and the cassette stayed inside.   “May be your generation will not understand but for us this melody has another mention and it is Caucasus oneness feeling inherited from the Soviet Union”-he says. “I don’t know what this song is about but I’m sure it is something close to my heart”. Today’s Caucasus - I can’t rely on such ours. Your Caucasus is Euro, isn’t it? He said and smiled. 

I got off without saying anything. But I know, that several days ago when I decided to write something for “CaucasusNow” I didn’t imagine that somewhere is a taxi driver in Yerevan who thinks that mine and his Caucasus are different.  Now I know for sure that I want to recognize “every Caucasus” and I am going to start it from here.

So welcome to my Caucasus city-Yerevan and as every of my foreign friends I also advise you: as soon as you are in Yerevan take a taxi and ask the diver everything you are interested in. As I said they are the most informed people in Yerevan.

Sincerely yours  blansh