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Тwo brothers from Macedonia, Vasko Jordanov (29) and Zlatko Jordanov (23) cаme from the capital of Macedonia, Skopje with main occupation - since they were children, are playing and hand-making traditional folk instruments such as the shepherd’s flute, the bagpipe, the duduk and the flute. Since they developed a great affection for these instruments when they were very young, it was only natural for them to start making themselves. They started with getting all the right tools for their instruments best hand making. Their humble beginnings were in 2002. First they started making the easier instruments like the little duduk, and then they began handcrafting the flutes, the shepherd’s flutes and the bagpipes. They make the bagpipes of holly tree, and for the rest of these woodwind instruments they use ash wood. All the instruments are made in the old, traditional ways of their ancestors in order to maintain their original quality. By working with and playing on these historical instruments for many years they have gained an irreplaceable, unique knowledge about the traditional Macedonian folk music. The instruments that they make are of the highest quality, in many sizes and tuned in different keys, so that they can be used to play professionally and be accompanied by other classical instruments. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.
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6782Na kaval ne znam da sviram
3913Dozzd (Rain)
3454Adana
275Poljansko oro
66Jano mori
67Malinoj mome
68Parahodot
69Za tebe ezgija (Ezgija for you)
510Na kaval ne znam da sviram (a propee li cudesnikot, Cinam, go slusam ehoto sto doaga od zalezot, na onoj den, Cie sonce zgasna vo Vodoca. Na kaval ne znam da sviram, Go slusam li magosniot glas, Cinam, na sred-selo Vinozito se lulee, A neboto se maci vrz zagatkata na radosta sto leta vo jata. Ili - kako ad gledam stozer i okolu nego bel konj vo galop, Gazejki po zrnata na postoenjeto. A tamu, vo edno udolniste Penliva voda potskoknuva ko elen Kon vodenicata sto brza. Na kaval ne znam da sviram, Zatreperat li lisjata vo nego, Cinam, cekoram po drveno ralo Radejki brazdi na vekovi Nakoi se leele solzi, Na koi se zneele tagi... A kavalot pisti po niv, Vo grobistata i sonovite, Vo koi dedovata raka Ja pokazuva dalecnata svezda Na vnukot koj 'rti vo orel.)
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