The Mystery of Y Moan

The short voice of Y Moan is forever a mystery, like a primeval forest, like a bright wood fire, like wine that needs to be brewed well.
The short voice of Y Moan is forever a mystery, like a primeval forest, like a bright wood fire, like wine that needs to be brewed well.

The late People’s Artist Y Moan. Musician Tran Khanh Nam explains that Y Moan’s voice is created by the basalt red soil nature of the Central Highlands with wild boisterous winds, warmed in the depths of the sacred old forests, not by horror. through academia. In Y Moan’s voice, many elements converge: a tenor, not only soaring but also powerful and dramatic, including low notes; a burning folk vocal (pop – rock); and a clear, gentle voice with a long, soft, and gentle flight with lyrical notes. “Y Moan subconsciously knew the difference. No matter what kind of song a musician writes, Y Moan will sing in his own way. Even Y Moan’s folk song still sings in his own way. Therefore, not every musical work Y Moan can handle successfully, in terms of vocal technique, only when touching the cultural source of the Central Highlands, Y Moan’s voice is truly ecstatic and delicate. and fullness in handling each level of musical work”, musician Tran Khanh Nam shared. Y Moan sings the most adventurous and magical song, that is when Y Moan sings his own fire, sings among the mountains and grasslands spreading, sings between the faces smeared with sunlight and in the smell of sweat and moisture. moldy, singing in the midst of the wild winds of the sky. Only then will Y Moan live fully for himself. Freedom to run and fly around. Y Moan has conquered listeners by its subtlety in depicting the deep, wild nature, longing, and beauty of the highlands. It was strange, wandering between heaven and earth in the Central Highlands, listening to Y Moan sing: “Walking on this earth alone/ Following in the footsteps of his father every day/ Alone across rivers, through mountains/ Looking for the sun and looking for lullabies For thousands of years”, I still miss the forest, I still remember the feeling: “I am like a lost bird flying on a high hill / I am like a wild animal wandering in the deep forest / Like a river longing for words / I am like a raindrop longing for words”, and then fell into another dreamland: “Here in the steppe, every herd of cows racing to the sun, / Melting the Dinh Nam trumpet, far away from Chu Prong mountain, far away from the wide sea / I was born , was born here, my father was also born here / Oh M’Drak, M’Drak”. Not stopping there, through his high but warm voice, loud but deep, wild but civilized, fierce but deep voice, Y Moan also brings the whole primeval forest covering the stage in urban cities, when singing. : “I want to forget the month and day/ Father goes to collect sweet berries/ Gives me relief from hunger overnight/ I want to forget my bare feet/ Father goes to collect every grain of rice/ Give me a dinner/ Oh day, thin shoulders / Trembling leaning against the trees. Oh time, forget it / Dad’s bulky legs walking in the wilderness…”. Unconsciously, listeners feel like they are seeing their hands, feet and whole body suddenly grow roots, dark green trees, to suddenly realize that humanity has the same starting point, that is from the forest. “Y Moan’s voice has an extraordinary inner strength, sings tirelessly, sings without the gap of time and space (sometimes on stage, sometimes around the fire), passionately singing this song through the song. all night,” said musician Tran Khanh Nam. Poet Vuong Tung Cuong said that every time he heard Y Moan sing, he saw a forest civilization. “In that voice, the forest is not only culture, the forest is also civilization. Brilliant but mysterious, like Y Moan’s own voice”, poet Vuong Tung Cuong commented. “From the years when Y Moan was famous (the 90s of the last century) until now, the Central Highlands has had many talented singers next to him, even his children followed in the footsteps of their father, but could not have a good voice and strange as Y Moan”, said musician Tran Khanh Nam admiringly. That’s how Y Moan is, a Yang ban vocalist, a wild nomad who spends his life spreading and praising the beauty of the Central Highlands mountains and forests. Old as fire, and new as fire, Y Moan is not easy to decipher.