Late Junction is ten
And so we are ten. Ten years of the wind whistling through telegraph wires in the Australian outback, Mongolian throat singers galloping across the plains, delicate kora playing plucking at the heartstrings of the the African soul, a resurgence of English fiddle tunes and ballads, panting Inuit singing competitions, Scandinavian jazz and fiery flamenco. We've fed the soul with Coptic chanting, shape-note Quaker hymns, Mauritanian praise songs, funeral rituals and wedding dances...
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