The city of Vilnius, Lithuania has seemingly produced a petite singer of great promise - Migloko. Unfortunately, the amount of information surrounding her so far matches that minimal frame. A few songs have been posted on several social networking sites, but they are always accompanied by the same text - in Lithuanian. From what we can gather(!), it's a lyrical excerpt concerning a couple in love, who might be walking in a park. On the other hand, they might not. Our less than perfect knowledge of the Lithuanian tongue leaves us with a large number of nouns, but not much in the way of serviceable grammar.
Our comprehension is close to zero, in other words.
Among the phrases we've been able to salvage and turn into English, there are the following: "...realized that it's time to grow/the hill in the center of the park/saw a wonderful tree/climb, and you see a cherry tree/returned home in a box of matches/turn on a table lamp/for a couple of days/the longest eyelashes/and the girl started to blink/mustache on the roof(!)/migloko's favorite place to sing/the table with a microphone/to another side of the street, and perhaps even reach the next town - confessed migloko."
Here endeth the nonsense. You can uncover your ears now.
The Russian population of Lithuania is a mere 14%, so if we're looking for reports on this young singer that we do understand, we have to wait patiently until she decides to pick up her passport and cross the border of a neighboring Slavic nation. In the recent past, thankfully, she has done so and as a result we have a couple of Russian opinions that help to contextualize Migloko. One Russian journalist recently ran into her at a festival - by chance - and recorded his first impressions: "She's a small girl with sky-blue eyes and the longest eyelashes in the world." It would seem that our writer can speak both Russian and Lithuanian, given what we salvaged from the promo-text.
She's a small girl with sky-blue eyes and the longest eyelashes in the world.
He continues: "When she puts her mouth up to the microphone, it's hard to believe that she's not some princess of London's Soho."
Or a Parisian cheese shop.
"Her songs are very difficult to explain... Some people think they're somewhat like Amy Winehouse, whereas others will tell you that she's the spirit of Elvis Presley, brought back by a time machine."
"Migloko herself is unconcerned by the tags people give her style. Against the backdrop of some retro music, this girl's voice can sound childishly naive. Her lyrics suggest a mild state of schizophrenia and they may even cause a dizzy sensation in your head... When it comes to an end, though, you'll wish it would last just a little bit longer."
Migloko herself is unconcerned by the tags people give her style. Against the backdrop of some retro music, this girl's voice can sound childishly naive. Her lyrics suggest a mild state of schizophrenia and they may even cause a dizzy sensation in your head... When it comes to an end, though, you'll wish it would last just a little bit longer.
Coming from Vilnius, especially when we consider her quiet, child-like style of vocal delivery to an acoustic accompaniment, Migloko is bound to be compared to Alina Orlova. The two singers actually record for the same label in the Lithuanian capital, Monaco Records. Their site includes the same text about parks and eyelashes, too - in the same language. It also contains an English-language button in the shape of a Union Jack, but that does nothing.
A small but effective display of post-imperial contrariness, no doubt.
Thankfully we have that other language to lean upon. Russian-speaking fans - on either side of the border - typically come to the same conclusion: at home Migloko is being touted as one of Lithuania's most promising performers, despite her age and a total set list of only sixteen songs.
Just enough to fill a CD - that doesn't yet exist.
When Migloko is not performing in Russia, there are - of course - occasions when she is visited at home. Recently, a Russian journalist passed through the offices of Monaco, in order to meet the singer: "This is an absolutely amazing young woman. She's only nineteen, but she has the voice of a mythical Siren. She comes from some super-influential Lithuanian art dynasty. Her uncle designed the main statue in Vilnius' Uzupis district - the angel with the trumpet [shown above]. And her dad is some extra-cool artist, too. All she apparently does is hang out at parties and she certainly doesn't plan anything ahead of time... Nonetheless it seems ages since she played a gig that wasn't a major success."
The look of self-confidence is justified. The hat is not.
Our author was accompanied by a local friend, who had an interesting observation. "My acquaintance said she represents a new generation of popular musicians. They're all around 20 years old. At some point in their childhood they get bumped on the head really hard and they become completely uncontrollable. Left to their own devices, though, they'll turn out masterpieces. They've no idea what it means to work... nor would they want to. And so they go on, creating absolute gems. But only when the mood strikes them."
Thankfully the mood was right last week, when we were kindly sent the three songs embedded in this post. The conversation was conducted in English with an the occasional reference to things Russian. Should this same emotional state endure and lead to a 17th or 18th song, we would just as grateful, but everything depends upon the "uncontrollable" issue.
Amy Winehouse references and the picture below do not bode well. Cover your furniture if she visits.