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Ross Daly playing a nearly-finished new nak-tarhu
gather on certain days of the week in a big circle around him, and he would play, and we’d go along with it. That’s how people learn this instrument – not going through a whole music school, music academy process.”
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“While I was running the café in Crete a student at the school of the merchant navy and his friends used to come every night. When I was running the music school in Athens, I ran into him again, by which time he was the mayor of the municipality in which is Houdetsi. He said ‘Come down to Crete and I’ll drive you round the entire municipality’, which at that time was 24 vil- lages. ‘We’ll have a look at different places and see what we can find that you can use.’”
e’s from Houdetsi, but he showed me every- thing except here, because he was afraid of being accused of nepotism. We went every- where, saw one place which had that but didn’t have this, another had this but not that. At the end of the day we were sitting at the café opposite the meat shop over there, assessing what we’d seen, and I looked across the road and saw this. It was nothing like it is now – sort of a jungle out- side, with like an old haunted house out of an old American hor- ror film. And I said ‘What’s that?’ He said ‘Weeell… I wasn’t going to say anything about it, but it’s actually quite interesting.’”
“So we hopped over the fence and went inside. The place was completely derelict, full of dead animals, horrendous. The roof had caved in. We both said ‘OK, this is it!’”
“We managed to find a certain amount of funding from the European programme to refurbish it, to the extent that we could; it’s still not in good condition. And that’s how it started.”
“It’s actually a particularly good place. We rent it from a politi- cian, who charges us an exorbitant rent for it. But this village was also quite good, and the people here have been very helpful. They’re very happy with the fact that people are coming here.”
It’s an old manor house, pale stone, with a terrace and, stretching down to the village centre, a long garden in which lounge five lovely dogs that howl in choral harmony when the church bells ring. All, and two more he and Kelly have at home, were rescued from the streets by Ross, including a fine red pointer that had been hung by a wire and was breathing through a gash in its throat when Ross found it.
The first seminars in the building were in 2003, but the name and concept Labyrinth began over three decades ago, as an ensemble of varying line-up led by Ross with the same fundamen- tal principles, of younger musicians learning from and performing alongside master musicians.
Photo: Andrew Cronshaw
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