These songs from the album called “Piesne o Tatrách a prírode” (Songs about Tatras and nature) mainly during my stays at my grandparents’ in the small village of Osturňa at the feet of the Tatra Mountains. That was my only and probably also the best musical education at the same time. I don’t have any formal musical education, but I think that the time spent in the nature with my grandparents have made up for that. These songs may sound like...
It is very simple… You can download songs with photos for free, it is a gift, you have no obligation to pay… However, if you feel like sending a financial gift my way, you are free to do so by sending any amount of money (by this donation). Your contribution should also help me so much in my next photographic and musical work, because art in Slovakia is not very financially supported. Thank you. Download – full album...
These few songs are a compilation from the collection of Osturnian songs which I have come across during my stays in Osturňa at my grandparents’. These songs, stories of grandparents and the surrounding nature were some of the first impulses for my artistic direction and they are the pillar of all my further creative work, both in music and in photography. The songs were taught to me by my grandmother Mária Glevaňáková née Repčáková (b. 1928,...
I started dealing with music quite late, probably during my adolescence. I have not attended any musical schools nor classes and maybe that’s why uncovering some of the “mysteries” of music have been and still are that much more interesting to me. I had some of the best time of my childhood and youth at my grandmother’s and it was mainly thanks to her that I developed a connection to folk songs, music and the country where she spent all...
A song about mountains, people, nature…
It is simple, it belongs to the mountainous country…
It reaches out to the distance over the mountains,
it completes the character of the land…
Be it in minor or major…
It is such as the people can make…
Create from words thanks to a gift
called music.
Learn MoreMan was born here, in the leap of mountain that became his cradle and the grave, too.
He was born in the unhospitable condition of severe county in the wind beaten country.
It was this country, this earth that carried the worn and bare shepherd ´s feet…
It was this earth that soaked up the sweat which run down the peasant´s face or that tasted
his bitter tears of sorrow and joy as well. The earth that gave him his daily bread
and has been giving all along – food and delight for the soul. It brightens up the eyes,
warms the heart and comforts the mind. The earth, which beauty reveals just a little bit
of mysterious face of the creatures.
Ján Timko
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