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I swear Hungarian music has got to be up there with the best in the whole wide world. I just happened to find out about a concert last night at the Cayuga Vault, which is this tiny space that used to be part of a mortuary. It's the first time I've been there though it's been open for a while. The group is called Teka -- there's supposed to be a doodad over the e: they are so Hungarian it just makes me want to give them apricots. Or apricot brandy.
There are four of them and a couple of dancing masters. There's the fiddler, and the bagpipe player who also plays contra viol and something like an oud, and the double bass player who also plays hurdy gurdy and an amazing object that looks like a primitive cello -- I mean really primitive, unfinished wood -- which is worn slung over the shoulders and is hit with a stick! and of course the girl singer. Who also plays something like an oud -- something different.
Bay Area people: tonight, Sunday nigh, 7/10, they're at Ashkenaz in Berkeley at 7:30.
There are four of them and a couple of dancing masters. There's the fiddler, and the bagpipe player who also plays contra viol and something like an oud, and the double bass player who also plays hurdy gurdy and an amazing object that looks like a primitive cello -- I mean really primitive, unfinished wood -- which is worn slung over the shoulders and is hit with a stick! and of course the girl singer. Who also plays something like an oud -- something different.
Bay Area people: tonight, Sunday nigh, 7/10, they're at Ashkenaz in Berkeley at 7:30.