Vladimir Vysotsky My Gypsy Song
Vladimir Vysotsky My Gypsy Song.
One of my favorite songs growing up was Vladimir Vysotsky’s My Gypsy Song. Listening to this song recently, I was so happy to still feel love for this masterpiece.
Vladimir Vysotsky was an incredibly talented singer, songwriter, poet, and actor. Born in 1938, Mr. Vysotsky truly embodied the voice for so many people in the Soviet Union. Luckily, even though I was born and raised in New York City, I had the chance to listen to his cassette tapes at home. Those tapes would be played so often on my Walkman that I think one of them broke. My heart would flourish every time, as if Mr. Vysotsky really understood me and others. Mixing various emotions ranging from outrage, melancholy, love, and humor, Vladimir’s music still makes me tear up inside, because of his pureness and honest expression. His genuine personality was grander than life itself. Dying at the very early age of 42, Vladimir Vysotsky was able, through music and film, to give many people the strength to go on with their life.
My Gypsy Song is the best example of Vysotsky’s dynamic singing style. Having an incredible ability to sing with strength, while displaying a sense of flight and inner pain as well, makes my heart be filled with various emotions. From one aspect, pain of life’s unfairness enters my soul. Humans not being what they potentially can be. I cry and join Vladimir Vysotsky. On the other side, there is a certain hope. A hope that can be completely personal in structure, but ultimately a unified one that deals with a better tomorrow. With these kinds of songs, you do see what the world has become since then. While his art tries to bring solace to others, people have chosen to be isolated with the world around them. He has lasted way beyond his untimely death in 1980, the year I was born.
My Gypsy Song: