The bird calls to us

When I was young, every Sunday I listened to the theme song of the WCRB-Boston Armenian classical music radio hour. This song was played on clarinet, but decades later I heard it on duduk. Then I found that it has words, and I learned to sing it. More than anything, I wanted to sing that song in Gheghard Monastery in Armenia. This monastery was carved out of a cave, and there is a room where the acoustics resound in an extraordinary way.

The song is called “Havoun, Havoun” and it is a melody of resurrection by Grigor Narekatsy, 10th century c,e…..although possibly it is older than that. In it, Jesus, in the form of a fowl, calls listeners to him and tells them to hear the voice of the dove and come to love.

My rendition in Gheghard was not my best singing, you can hear the amazing acoustics here:
Here is a version in Noravank Monastery. The acoustics aren’t so extraordinary, but my singing is better.

After Noravank, I went to Areni cave, where the oldest leather shoe (7000 years old) was found, as well as the oldest wine-making equipment and the oldest grape seeds. The grape seeds are the Areni grape variety, which Armenians are still using in the region to make wine.

Here you can see the round rims of the wine storage jars. c. 5000 b.c.e.

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