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Dimash and Sundet Performed 'Tu Vas Me Detruire' So Beautifully in 'Big Opera 2016'

When Dimash was still in university, he was offered a position at Astana Opera State Theatre by the director, Toleubek Alpiyev.  He said that Dimash's voice would be 'ideal for baroque opera'.  But Dimash chose to pursue a career in contemporary music.  The offer was made after Dimash's duet with Sundet Baigozhin on a Russian competition for young opera singers 'Big Opera 2016'.   They sang an aria 'Tu Vas Me Détruire' from the musical 'Notre Dame De Paris'.  At that time, Sundet was representing Kazakhstan on the international project 'Big Opera 2016'.  Notre-Dame de Paris is a sung-through French musical which debuted on 16 September 1998 in Paris. It is based upon the novel Notre-Dame de Paris (The Hunchback of Notre-Dame) by the French novelist Victor Hugo. The music was composed by Riccardo Cocciante (also known as Richard Cocciante) and the lyrics are by Luc Plamondon. Here is a link direct to this performance on the official Big Op

Xiaonan Sun and His Thoughts On Dimash

I don't generally watch reactors although I make an exception for some YouTube channels.  One of those channels is Portraitart. The channel owner  Xiaonan Sun  is a crazily-talented artist, a deep thinker and I just love his insights into Dimash. He makes illuminating comments, such as the state of the mind of the younger generation. He shared a story about how he was attacked once for making a 3-line comment on YouTube because it was so long (he commented on how this is very revealing of YouTube primary demographic) and he seems to really appreciate the paragraphs of thoughtful comments he gets under his Dimash reaction videos. He feels that Dimash creates music that changes people (I don't remember his exact words) and I totally agree with him.    A few days ago, he made a reaction to 'Adai and Daididau' at BASTAU.  He sees things in visual form and he said he 'saw' a pebble fall into still waters and ripple out in waves of colours. Needless to say, he was ver

Marigolds by Dimash

 Last year, at Kiev Concert, Dimash sang a Ukrainian song called 'Chornobryvtsi' (Marigolds). He sang it so gently, so tenderly... I could almost visualise him walking in a garden of #marigolds, his fingers barely touching the petals so as not to bruise them. And his mama Miua beside him.  Dimash has the genius of choosing songs that can touch hearts, crossing barriers of race, culture and even language. Or perhaps it is his interpretation that carries these songs over those barriers. Well, whatever it may be, whenever I think of marigolds or of mothers,  I will think of Chornobryvtsi. Marigolds (lyrics translated from Ukrainian to English) Marigolds were planted by my mom In my morning native land And she taught me how to sing spring songs About my flowering hope When I look at those marigolds I see my aging mother I see your hands, mommy, Your kind words I hear, my dear  I've known partings and encounters In the foreign lands Marigolds from the native land That you plante

The Indefinable Quality of Dimash's Voice

 What is it about Dimash's voice that has this indefinable quality... it's not only the sound but it's also the feel of his sound. When he sings, his voice seems to actually flow over you and sink into your heart, mind, soul... and the strange thing is not everyone gets it or experiences it.  But those who do... oh wow, they go into rhapsodies and spend hours just listening to him sing. One of my favourite 'feel' Dimash songs is 'I Miss You'. When he goes low, his sound shivers over my skin and just makes me feel like I want to keep hearing it. And when he goes high, my heart jumps into my throat and I hold my breath because I don't want to miss a single note. It's like a wash of magical emotion over me. I wish I could describe it better. The effect is more obvious when he performs to a live audience... Here is a video of his performance of 'I Miss You' at Moscow (2020).  I love the way he looks at his dears standing at the edge of the stage