Worth seeking out when summer static levels ebb. Not that the theme of nativity is misguided. The quiet, deliberately enclosed calm suggests the aural environment of the in vitro world. Medieval philosophy as passion is probably easiest when you're not living in the remnants of centuries old prejudices and ethnic feuds. Sheer intellectual luxury for an American, one might expect.
Vision is the key.
I'd love to hear a tightly wound Robert Fripp work up a sweat in counterpoint, but the chasm between notes of these simple Irish, Roumanian and Sephardic hymns is too great to fill with anything but ringing silence. Faster than a Turkish squaredance. More powerful than a gypsy polka. Able to defeat totalitarianism in a single Bosnian hoedown. Fraught with exhilarating dissonance, discordant vocal harmonies and furiously sawing fiddles, this irresistible music stokes a fire of unbelievable antiquity.