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King of Russian Pop Blacklisted in Ukraine Performs Ukrainian Folk Song at Moscow Gala (Video)

Three generations of singers join together symbolizing the unity of Russian, Ukrainian and Belorussian culture

 
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Before you enjoy this beautiful music (see video below), read this brief explanation of the deeper political meaning of this concert.

To your left is 79 year old Joseph Kobzon, an ethnic Jew born in Ukraine who spent his childhood in Donbass to later become the All-Union King of pop in the USSR where frontiers between the republics didn’t matter.

The pro-European Kiev regime blacklisted him and his songs for his denunciation of their “anti-terrorist operation” in the Donbass and for organizing humanitarian assistance to its victims, his fellow countrymen. The other day, the Ukraine’s broadcasting regulator banned the distribution of Russia’s Shanson TV cable channel for carrying Kobzon’s songs. A similar fate awaited ten other channels featuring Russian artists officially deemed ‘national security threats’.

In the middle you see Alexander Gradsky, legendary Russian rock singer/guitar player/poet/composer often referred to as the father of Russian rock. He is also known as an outspoken government critic, from Soviet times to the present.

To the right is a Belarussian winner of Russian’s wildly popular ‘The Voice’ song contest, Sergey Volochkov.

The event is an opening at Gradsky Hall, a theater dedicated to Alexander Gradsky by the City of Moscow. Oh, those bloody Russian totalitarians and suppressors of dissent!

They join hands to sing a beautiful Ukrainian folk song in Ukrainian.

Gradsky opened the solo part of the concert with his music to the lyrics of the famous Scottish poet Robert Burns in Russian translation.

O Wert Thou In The Cauld Blast

O wert thou in the cauld blast, 
On yonder lea, on yonder lea, 
My plaidie to the angry airt, 
I'd shelter thee, I'd shelter thee; 
Or did Misfortune's bitter storms 
Around thee blaw, around thee blaw, 
Thy bield should be my bosom, 
To share it a', to share it a'. 

Or were I in the wildest waste, 
Sae black and bare, sae black and bare, 
The desert were a Paradise, 
If thou wert there, if thou wert there; 
Or were I Monarch o' the globe, 
Wi' thee to reign, wi' thee to reign, 
The brightest jewel in my Crown 
Wad be my Queen, wad be my Queen.

And now enjoy the music, you, friends of RI - but Ukrainian and Scottish most of all.


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