Dear respected Konstantin Abramovich,
When I am wandering the streets, I often hear the most beautiful and bizarre musical sounds. The songs they sing here are unlike any that I have come across—counting my dreams (which as you know from my accounts tend to be highly imaginative in sound and color). No, the songs here are unprecedented even in my own private sleep world. I am told the music is based off of lyrics about philosophy, Sufi, love, and observations from the Persian and Turkic speaking poets of previous generations. Many songs are also based off of folklore poetry. (pg. 133) These strange songs are called “makoms” and are widely known and sung throughout the city.
Forever your devoted student and loyal training artist,