Dziady
Dziady, an ancient Slavic feast, commemorated the dead. Literally, the word translates as "Grandfathers".
The commemoration took place twice every year (in spring and in autumn). During the feast the ancient Slavs organized libations and ritual meals. In local mythologies such feasts were organized both for the living and for the souls of the forefathers who joined the dziady after dark.
In Poland the tradition survived in the form of Christian Zaduszki feast.
In Belarus, Dziady (Дзяды) usually took place on the last Saturday before St. Dmitry's day, at the end of October/beginning of November (Dźmitreuskija dziady, St.Dmitry's Dziady). There were also 'Trinity Day Dziady, 'Shrovetide Dziady, and some other dates.
Lithuanians have similar feast day, called Ilgės. It has roots in pagan times, and differs slightly from the Slavic Dziady.
In 1988 the newly-founded Belarusian Popular Front (BPF) initiated the revival of the tradition in Belarus. In addition, on this day a rally to Kurapaty on the outskirts of Minsk is arranged, in the memory of the victims of Soviet political repressions. The communist administration of the country at that time strongly opposed the initiative. The BPF and other movements in Belarus have continued the tradition.
Dziady (poem)
Dziady (Polish pronunciation: [ˈdʑadɨ], Forefathers' Eve) is a poetic drama by the Polish poet Adam Mickiewicz. It is considered one of the great works of European Romanticism. To George Sand and George Brandes, Dziady was a supreme realization of Romantic drama theory, to be ranked with such works as Goethe's Faust and Byron's Manfred.
The drama's title refers to Dziady, an ancient Slavic and Lithuanian feast commemorating the dead (the "forefathers"). The drama comprises four parts, the first of which was never finished. Parts I, II and IV were influenced by Gothic fiction and Byron's poetry. Part III joins historiosophical and individual visions of pain and annexation, especially under the 18th-century partitions of Poland. Part III was written ten years after the others and differs greatly from them. The first to have been composed is "Dziady, Part II," dedicated chiefly to the Dziady Slavic feast of commemoration of the dead which laid the foundations of the poem and is celebrated in what is now Belarus.
Podcasts:
Dziady
ALBUMS
- Exploratory Music From Poland, Volume 2 released: 2010
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
-
by Twista
'Round Here
by: TwistaI'm sick and tired of muthafuckaz
Keep on lookin' at me round here all strange and shit
Cause I'm on the corner
Shit they on the corner, they do what they wanna do
Shit I'ma do what the fuck I wanna do
My brother Rick man he was callin' it in 1988
Shit I'ma keep on doin' every damn thang I wanna do man
I-I-I'm, man shit I'ma serve mine round this muthafucka man
I ain't scared of no muthafucka
My name Willie, my name Willie
I don't give a fuck who you is nigga, fuck what you got
I don't give a fuck how you live shawty, fuck who you shot
I don't give a fuck if you had a 30-pack in yo drawz
Come around here tryin' to slang, nigga get jacked for the raw
Yeah I'm clappin' at y'all
Niggaz ain't what they claim to us
Learned the game from us
And try to slang cain from us (Man it was only weed!)
I don't give a fuck if it was weed, heroin, or angel dust
Don't let it happen shawty (Or what man?)
We clappin' ya shawty
We ghetto Sopranos
Us niggaz pack metals in our flanel
And go against what I said, you'll be headlinin' every channel
I got niggaz I done lost here, niggaz in the Fed's
Niggaz who swung out on them dummies that'll pull they guns out
And you wanna sneak and serve round here (Man I ain't sneakin')
I put ya down (Okay) if I catch ya, yeah part of the curb round here
It's blood, sweat, and tears round here
We was all born here, we all'll clown round here
Nigga you ain't from round here (Get the fuck from around here)
Nigga you ain't born round here (Get the fuck from around here)
And you ain't finna serve round here (Get the fuck from around here)
Nigga you ain't blood round here - catch a slug round here
Now who you say you know around here (Get the fuck from around here)
He wasn't even raised round here (Get the fuck from around here)
I ain't never seen yo face round here (Get the fuck from around here)
Man we don't play around here - we shoot AK's around here
What yo name is, tell me what yo name is
Who gave you the okay, you told ya you could slang here
(Man my brotha Rick, remember he used to call it around here)
Who dirty Rick, man that nigga been barred from round here
We ain't honored shit round here
You ain't heard, it's anybody's cut around here
And try to serve, you can lay out on the ground here
Know what I'm sayin'
I'm from the 51st Ward nigga them K's we sprayin'
We bringin' them guns round here
We bringin' them funds round here
You better listen up shawty, it ain't no fun round here
You ain't leavin' round here
With shit stacked from down here
But doctor bills lil' boy you get clapped around here
(Man don't hate on me)
Nigga where the packs of dro
Well I heard you got them blows
Better not come up on my tip servin' nothin'
I'ma get to bustin' at you hoes
You gotta go with the Calico
And a baby .380 for playin' me shady
Get a bullet to the neck not payin' they gravy
I'm crazy, see death in my scummy eyes
Flip a 15 over here, muthafuck if we ?? 25's
You about to get pissed
I'm mad doggin' you like the Grinch
I ain't gon' roll with this
Catch you servin' on this tip, I'ma steal you like you stole Christmas
Leavin' no witness, got plenty tanks
You got fire green and plenty bank
Thinkin' you bout to put some work down here
Did you ask High Beam and Bennie Franks
Them niggaz must have shut you down or somethin'
Heard you was a hoe and whooped for about 34 pounds of somethin'
Buck at you, runnin' this buildin' and tryin' to get yo cash on
I'ma scoop through the tip in a 1300 with a black mask on
Tryin' to set up shop, these shorties on my block will be so glad
Come and buy one sack, I'ma strap, stick dude up for that whole ?
Don't talk no shit, we got dum-dums round here
Get put in trunks around here