
Originally written in Russian and published in Jazz.Ru webzine.
I was trying to avoid accustomed ways of coverage, to not only (and not that much) give the facts on what was played and analysis of how it was played. Sooner I made an attempt to encourage all those musicians who suffer from, err… kinda «self-cannibalism». For those who is losing hope, who is afraid of doing something new and unusual. And also for those who think that everything’s been said in music.
I have given it a long consideration how to start my report from the Punkt festival which took place in Tallinn on April, 20th and 21th. I pondered on and on until it started to become absurd. But it is not the case when you don’t start writing because you do not have really much to tell. On the contrary, my case was totally opposite.
Having returned from Estonia I wrote in my Facebook account that after Tallinn’s Punkt I will never be the same. Well, of course in some respect I change with every second just as any living being does, and every second I am not the same any longer — but you have certainly realized what I am driving at. I mean that definite kinds of music and definite people we meet inevitably become «a point of no return» for us.
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