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   These events were numerous, although the author of this article came to very little. There is really only one compelling reason for this: for the first time this year, the author of this article also organizes a program in the valley and draws most of the plans and calculations of his work through it …

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So what was left in the end was a concert or performance a day and a half. So far.

   On Friday, I finally made up for a concert I could have completed several times since the spring, but somehow I always missed it: Ági 50

Taliándörögd you – where I live -, the Shooting Range stage played the Ági 50 formation, which roughly corresponded to the Ági and Boys formations (edible). The huge beer tent, with the stage at the end, as if it had been invented just for them. The sound system, mixing was professional, the atmosphere was quite hot; as the Ági 50 production really delivers exactly what it promises. 

The old big hits from the Control group. Ági Bárdos Deák is the absolute centre of the party, but that's understandable, this project is about him. There is still exactly as much energy in this woman as even 20 years ago, “50” seems to be just a nice round number next to her name, because the fact that Ági would be 50 can't be taken from anyone! Hearing/seeing the songs live again reminded me of my teenage age, I remembered the Sun-Day Festival from 1990at the roof of the Pálvölgyi Stalactite Cave or the Siamese Concert from 91 at the Sports Hall of the Deaf. 

Then I heard this life and only these songs for the last time. And I also remember how much the Boys are missing next to Ági: László Kistamás, Péter Müller Siamese, because it was a really nice and uplifting gesture on their part that they gave their numbers to Ági, and only to Ági, for this famous occasion, but from the whole picture, consistency is indeed very lacking. The party would have been fuller with them!

   After that, we hitchhiked to Pula, because we were very attracted by the whole week's Jarmusch series, which started in Bárkakert, and also made the master's first Hungarian film, starring Eszter John Lurie – Bálint.Stranger Than Paradise (Florida, the paradise) movie from midnight. 

The stop is a pretty safe means of transportation in the Valley, but unpredictable. So in the midst of worries, we finally got a car a few minutes after midnight; and our concern was the delay at the beginning of the film, its iconic series of images. 

But luck — and the regularly slipping program starts — clashed with us; by the time we took a seat in the garden, the film was launched… 

But this delay hit back in the end, because we missed the last snail bus, which filled us with some worries, because at night, at the end of the programs, the valley roads become very extinct, the car traffic is approaching zero, and the few who still drive at such times will almost certainly not stop for the sake of 4 people. 

After waiting 40 minutes, there was one that had a heart on us. What’s more, for some persuasion, not just Petendig, but he took us all the way to our lodge, Dörögig. Thanks again to him!

   Then on Saturday came the first rains in the Valley. (There will still be an anxious spy on the sky as I write this article…) In the

   morning we managed to get to a pleasant, somewhat bound conversation at the House of Ancestors ; Orsolya Karafiáth and Levente Király, entitled Poets and Wines, were guests of the Dörögd winery. Fortunately, they are cheerful, young poets; the conversation did not stretch the weights either, the poems were also uttered primarily in the spirit of laughter and joy. It was a pleasant hour in the sweltering southern heat.

   The afternoon rain was a pleasant refreshing passing storm; however, the rain that washes away the programs in the evening might have been avoided if the ingenious Czech Tara Fukido not play their tribal raincover ceremonial dance / song! Because, like the whole concert, its performance was perfectly successful; and barely 20 minutes later, massive lightning rumbled over our heads, the thunder almost suppressed the sounds of the concert, and the much longer lasting thunderstorm chased the very crowded audience, as well as Tara Fuki, who couldn't finish the last song from the rain. ! I wish we had expressed our wish that Czech girls could play everything sooner and louder, but not that!

   Because after that it became very interesting how and how we get back to Dörögd, how and in what condition our tent can be, and the other and other similar situations are understandably burning civil issues.

   Roughly by the time I got back, the rain had stopped; so i pulled in theNursery Garden in which the instrumental folk music band ráadáskoncertjére been waiting for some time under the beer tent. It was obvious that the Moldavian dance house could not be held in the yard now , but there were very strong wishes that although there was not really a dance floor in the tent, there would still be a party here. Lett too. Fortunately. The musicians ran in, sounding nuku, but they created such an atmosphere in a matter of moments that we cracked it until three in the morning, to the point of exhaustion.

   Then on Sunday then get up early, do bushy things in the morning and during the day; blessed doing nothing in the afternoon, tramp party, slightly soaked tent, drying soaked stuff; our official program of the first day of the early evening is not conflict-free again, but it is successfully held/maintained; so that we don't feel like leaving for anything until 11 pm, just staying in Dörögd, there must be a program here as well.

   Stuck. Exactly what we needed to close after such a tiring day: Szilvási Gipsy Folk Band at the Klastrom Stagea party starting at 11 a.m. caught our eye in the program booklet; after a short walk we were already there. 

Terrible crowd, heightened anticipation – an unforgettable, authentic gypsy party with the most famous gypsy songs! As one man, the whole crowd danced throughout the concert; after a while, more and more people climbed onto the stage to crack down on the music; what's more, by the end of the concert, during the three or four additions, there were so many from the audience on stage that the musicians had completely disappeared from the crowd, after a while there was just enough room for the guitar, vocals and bass to sound, can have already disappeared from the dancing crowd; but fortunately, no one has regretted it anymore, neither they, nor the audience, nor the organizers, who have set a good example of tolerance, of understanding this evening, and no audience was removed from the stage by any means. Anyway, it was a huge experience, this party for everyone.

   No one has been left behind forever in the valley experience. Their village in the Valley is waiting for programs until Sunday evening, August 6! Come! Have a great time!

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