策 划：黄 尧、胡亚雄、钟 勃
领 唱：何 纾、杨云燕、曹新华、哏得荃
混音制作：钟 勃 、彭 祺
(from the 2nd National Minority Groups Music and Dance Convention, the drum dance “The Sun in the East”)
Clearing up a misunderstanding ---- This perhaps is not a real intention. Get grandeur, heroism, intensity, even tragic emotions out of the Dai’s gentleness and tenderness, and bring back the people’s ever sprouting and soaring desire
(from the 10th Competition of Minority Nationalities Dances, Peacock Cup)
Turn big mountains into silk, big rivers into silk, love into silk, and tie the silk to their instruments. Out come flowers flying in the wind and falling in the fog.
The Pumi Man
(from the full-length dance poem “Mother River”)
The Jinsha River rushes down, hits perilous forbidding rocks, sends huge waves breaking and foaming, and writes rainbow music scores ---- This is a way to curse, as well as a way to praise.
Song of the River
(from the dance poem “Mengbanaxi）
A huge rock lay on a big river, listening to the big river originating, meandering, and chanting softly for one thousand years and ten thousand years. Suddenly, one day, with mountains collapsing and the earth cracking up, the huge rock broke the silence and rushed down with the river, breaking up into tiny pieces while singing all the way.
Two Drops of Water
(from the full-length Dai Dance Drama “The Water Splashing Festival”)
They are interdependent partner. The separation can be reunited most easily; the transparency can be overlapped most easily; the purity can be maintained with the greatest ease ---- two drops of water ---- the most beautiful harmony, the most ordinary eternity.
Elephant Foot- Shaped Drum Dance
A hundred kinds of vibration ---- they are primitive rhythms of life. Nothing but the land can bear the vibration calmly. Thus life shouts, chirps, and murmurs ---- life comes while singing, and goes back while singing…
Bright Mountain Flowers in Full Bloom
The big mountains’ make-up is applied here and there. But it is the sound of music that brings these bright mountains flowers ---- its reeds as hard as gold, and its strings as tough as gold. Mountain wind scratches and leaves a trail of soft sobs. Therefore, the harmony is even wetter …
The Wa’s Drum Dance
(from Xiaogeng and Jianning’s music for the gala at the 2nd China Kunming International Tourism Festival)
The log drum ---- a innate vault, a disappearing myth that cones from beating, a legend of creation that comes from dance. Because of forgetting, all the saplings on the Wa Mountains vow to become log drums.
(from the dance poem “ Mengbanaxi”)
Recording the lost “paradise” ---- Mengbanaxi. Those old pattra leaves that carry Buddhist scripture have been nibbled away by insects, and the non-deciduous pattra trees have shed their leaves. This is music of memory and dreams. But, is the dream willing to land when it hovers on music?