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my fave band

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amaru pumac kuntur...
that's the name of my favourite band at the moment.
it means "serpent puma condor" - underworld, the earth, and the heavens.
they're like a tribally, ethnic sorta band who worships pachamama - mother earth, and which i have been going to see regularly for the last one and a half weeks. i wished i had discovered them earlier... i've become such a groupie, even though they play almost the same songs every night and they play only for an hour.

anyway, i do have more goss to tell on this story but i really don't want the whole world to be reading it.

in fact, i think i might stop writing on this blog. i have been wanting to write about some other more personal matters but i've also been quite concerned with privacy issues, so i obviously haven't been writing much lately since i'm kinda settled in one place and not really travelling, nothing much happens except daily personal matters, which are interesting in themselves but not sure i want everyone to read it.

so this might be my last blog for quite a long while...
didn't last long with this new toy did i...
anyway, i much prefer emailing than this. and i feel like i'm duplicating what i write here and in my emails as well... waste of time really....

i might return when i start moving around again.
as it is, i'm thinking of extending my stay in cusco, but will see.
ciao!

Posted by Chi 11:36

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I have visited Cuzco last summer and I have seen them live. You could really feel the heart of Pachamama beating in their voices and in the whistle of their instruments. Really suberb group out of the ordinary "Inca" pan pipes and the touristic attractions. Allthough I have only a CD of them I am looking all round the web to find something out of them so as to live again a portion of their mystical presence.
As you could imagine my presence in the bar Kamikaze in Cuzco was more a deep experience than just another Andean group playing.
It was digging with your hands into the soil of the Andes
It was coming close to the heart of the Andes
Being close to Pachamama

27.06.2006 by Vagul

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