A Balalaika, once lost in a contemporary music store, was found by a muse thousands of years old himself, and it was good, and it sounded fine, and it had voices of the centuries within itself, waiting for a moment to express themselves. NOW in a studio where these inconsolable spirits can be recorded as they eminate from the body of the mighty Balalaika as it becomes energized. They are here presented anew with a sonic pallette not equalled anywhere or by any means.....