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by Daria Kulesh Quartet

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Daria Kulesh is excited to present her brand new stellar band - Daria Kulesh Quartet - comprising one of the UK's leading young acoustic guitarists Tristan Seume, alongside spectacular Belarusian pianist Marina Osman and Kate Rouse, expert on hammered dulcimer.

With a unique mix of instruments and cultures, innovative and delightful arrangements, impressive musicianship and exciting, dramatic storytelling, this is a "captivating spectacle" not to be missed. "The songs aren't just sung, but lived." (FATEA Magazine)

This live EP showcases the new band's musicianship, versatility, energy and sense of fun. Hopefully, it will tempt you to come and see us at a gig! :)


released February 24, 2018

Daria Kulesh - vocals, shruti box
Tristan Seume - guitar
Marina Osman - piano
Kate Rouse - hammered dulcimer

Recorded by Jason Emberton


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Daria Kulesh Kings Langley, UK

With her “extraordinary voice” and strong Russian and Ingush heritage, Daria Kulesh has been making a name for herself as a “bold, exotic, impressive" performer. Her debut release Eternal Child was described as “phenomenal”; her second album Long Lost Home has enjoyed rave reviews, national radio play and multiple awards in the UK & Russia, including LCM Album of the Year. ... more

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Track Name: Vasilisa (live)
There lived in Russia a fair young damsel
Vasilisa it was her name
With both her beauty and her cunning
She earned her fortune and her fame

Vasilisa, tell me truly
Did you know that your heart could kill?
The woodland witch gave you the weapon
But to use it was your own will

Your cruel stepmother, your evil sisters
Gave you an errand they dared not try
Go fetch some wildfire from Baba Yaga
They planned and plotted that you would die.


<Vasilisa's incantation/prayer to the spirit of her dead mother>

Into the greenwood you boldly ventured
Baba Yaga was fierce it's true
But you had magic, a holy blessing
There was nothing the hag could do

And in a rage cried Baba Yaga
"Be gone, fair maiden, and don't return!
Take what you came for - unholy wildfire
So that your enemies would burn!"


Now you're a Queen in a lofty palace
Do you remember when times were harsh?
Your cruel stepmother, your evil sisters
And how you watched them turn to...
Track Name: Pride of Petravore (live)
Eileen Og oh that the darlin's name is
Through the Barony her features they were famous
If we all loved her who was there to blame us
For wasn't she the Pride of Petravore?
But her beauty made us all so shy
Not a man could look her in the eye
Boys, oh boys, sure that's the reason why
We're in mournin' for the Pride of Petravore

Eileen Og, my heart is growin' grey
Ever since the day you wandered far away
Eileen Og, there's good fish in the sea
But there's none of them like the Pride of Petravore

Friday at the fair in Ballintubber
Eileen met McGrath the cattle jobber
Got to set my mark upon the robber
For he stole away the Pride of Petravore
He never seemed to see the girl at all
Even when she ogled him from underneath her shawl
Lookin' big and masterful when she was lookin' small
Most provokin' for the Pride of Petravore

So it went as was in the beginning
Eileen Og was bent upon the winning
Big McGrath contentedly was grinning
Being courted by the Pride of Petravore
Says he: "I know a girl that could knock you into fits"
At that Eileen nearly lost her wits
The upshot of the ruction is that now the robber sits
With his arm around the Pride of Petravore

Boys, oh boys, with fate it's hard to grapple
Of my eyes Eileen was the apple
Now I see her walkin' to the chapel
With the hardest featured man in Petravore
Now, boys, this is all I have to say:
When you do your courtin' make no display
If you want them to run after you, just walk the other way
For they're mostly like the Pride of Petravore

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