We continue our lives with the usual interesting topics. Again, someone has trampled the flowers on the boulevard. In such situations, I always remember the former police chief of Sabail, Nazim Nagiyev, whom today's children would not recognize. Until 2006, thanks to him, even the gatherings of opposition members two by two were prohibited within the district. Later, this positive experience began to be applied throughout our country, and now no gatherings are allowed at all. Somehow, back then some opposition groups had deviated from their party line, and teacher Nazim gave a statement to the television: "Opposition members are trampling the grass on the boulevard." Presumably, our modern opposition parties are replaced by bloggers Lala, Ismila, Nara, and Hilli (I took their names from the news, otherwise readers might think I follow such things and suspect me).
The conversation opened, and teacher Nazim was also a great lover of opera art, but during his retirement period, he began working at the aviation school, teaching our youth to fly. Meanwhile, there is currently tension in the opera field and a good director is needed to regulate it.
Dissatisfaction in opera-ballet has intensified since a new chief was appointed there. The director dismissed some honored and people's artists, saying we don't need them; we have many who sing and act. One person was fired because he also had another job in Ganja. (At the same time, allegations of corruption have emerged at the theater school, although there should be a different person there. I just wrote this as an additional fact so you can see how dramatic the situation is. Maybe to create peace in our theater art, we should appeal to Trump).
This is the wrong approach. First, our people are music lovers; there is no harm in having many theater actors. At least they can play the keyboard harmoniously and perform scenes from "The Marriage of Figaro" to earn money.
Second, you fired an honored artist, we accept that, but what is the meaning of firing a people's artist? Isn't that shameful? Instead, come on and deport our people from the republic. This is the only thing left. A people's artist should only die on stage. I write this based on the law on honorary titles. According to that law, a people's writer should die where he writes his book, and a people's painter should die with a brush in hand. (According to the law, columnists should also die in some corner, but that is not our topic now).
Third, the Ganja theme is quite a joke because the new director appointed to our opera himself lived abroad and came here once or twice a year, for example, to jump over the bonfire on Novruz. How is it possible that you can be on tour in Milan and Vienna and still be the director here, yet the conductor from Ganja cannot even extend his baton to Baku?
Probably, when coming from Ganja, he did not bring dates for the director, which caused dissatisfaction. A person should always have full hands. Constantly waving a baton doesn't fix work; a basket is also needed.
Bringing the conversation to a close, this moment is perfect for a parable from violin master Habil Aliyev.
Conductor Nariman Azimov always teased Habil, saying the government exaggerates you a lot, giving you orders and medals, inviting you to official events, and so on. One day, when this theme came up again, some painter came into the gathering and said: "Teacher Habil, I need to work on your portrait, give me a photo of you." Azimov got annoyed: "See, they even ordered his portrait!" The painter was surprised and asked: "Teacher Habil, who is this?" Habil said: "This is the conductor, he is your compatriot, from Ganja." The painter said, no, I did not recognize him. Habil Aliyev said: "Nariman, not a single local recognized you either, do you know why? You always turn your back to the audience on stage, now turn around so the locals can see and recognize you."
Zamin HACI