Pensive Latvian tales of love & pain, passion & sorrow, joy & illusion, laughter
author: Joe Ross
Even though I’ve written over 3,000 album reviews during the past 20 years, I must admit that evaluating a CD of Latvian ballads and drinking songs is a first for me. From Latvia, Laila Salins’ mother and father arrived in the U.S. in 1950. Her father, a professor and poet, recently received that country’s highest award for cultural accomplishment. Growing up around writers, poets and artists, Laila’s broad base of international experience has been in chamber and folk music, opera, art-rock and music theater. With Saskandinot (Toasting), the sultry songbird’s desire is “to reconcile and re-harmonize different strands of experience” by offering a collection of songs from her “own idiosyncratic Latvian psyche, reconfigured on a far-away shore.” Liner notes offer both Latvian lyrics and their English translation.
The opening and closing cuts put two of her father’s profound poems to music. Opening the set, “Eat of me, drink of me” is a witty message about confronting and overcoming fear while partying with naked souls at a funeral. Closing the album, “Unearthed” offers another surreal calling -- this time a poignant plea to the undertaker to “play on my shinbone, play the clouds, play the sun …” Between these two songs, we hear pensive Latvian tales of love and pain, passion and sorrow, joy and illusion, laughter and gloom, promise and fantasy. Whether a song is set at a funeral, gloomy tavern, or banquet hall, the impressionistic lyrics and captivating melodies call upon a listener to be reflective and contemplative. Salins’ accompanists on this project, made possible by a grant from the American Latvian Assn., play the Greek lute, bass, cello, clarinet, accordion, guitar, violin, ocarina, flute, and a variety of percussion instruments. Laila is often heard harmonizing with herself, while Lalita Salins offers some mesmerizing back-up vocals on the title cut. Jill O’Brien’s added vocals embellish the folk song “Alus, alus, brandavins” (Beer, beer and brandywine). There’s plenty of wisdom in thirst-inducing (and musically quenching) songs like this one -- I need a cold “alus” now myself. (Joe Ross, Twentynine Palms, CA)
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