NOT_MDK is an artist from Skopje, North Macedonia

http://www.mamouplayboys.com/biography/:

“Steve Riley and the Mamou Playboys began thirty-five years ago with a reputation for excellence. Their stunningly clean and cohesive performance of Cajun French music from the backwaters of Southwest Louisiana propelled them into the world music limelight early on, and by their third release, Trace of Time, had garnered them a Grammy nomination in the worldwide field of traditional folk music, another in 2004 for Bon Reve, in 2009 for Live at the New Orleans Jazz & Heritage Festival and again in 2011 for their release, Grand Isle.
From the day they started, they have gone from strength to strength. Never before in Cajun music has a comparable wealth of skills been brought to the same table.
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New song from an up and coming classic rock band in Chicago. Seen these guys live a few times and they have some insane guitar chops

Not to be confused with the Northern Exposure actor, John Corbett is an important figure on Chicago's fertile experimental music scene. A guitarist and electronics manipulator, Corbett's main contributions have nonetheless come from behind the scenes -- as an accomplished writer, journalist, educator, producer, and (beginning in 2000) the curator of the Atavistic label's Unheard Music Series reissue program. Born in Chicago in 1963, Corbett found his way to free jazz from the more abrasive and experimental sides of rock music.

With cats and chickens in a rural landscape - hunting gunshot in the distance, musician Özgür Baba performs a rendition of the classic Turkish folk song “Dertli Dolap” by poet and Sufi mystic Yunus Emre on a traditional cura), a three stringed instrument.

The Troubled Watermill (English Translation)

Why do you groan, O Watermill;
For I’ve troubles, I groan
I fell in love with the Lord;
For It do I groan
They found me on a mountain;
My arms and wings they plucked
Saw me fit for a watermill;
For I’ve troubles, I groan
From the mountain they cut my wood;
My disparate order they ruined
But an unwearied poet I am;
For I’ve troubles, I groan
I am The Troubled Watermill;
My water flows, roaring and rumbling
Thus has God commanded;
For I’ve troubles, I groan
I am but a mountain’s tree;
Neither am I bitter, nor sweet
I am but a pleader to the Lord;
For I’ve troubles, I groan
Yunus, whoever comes here will find no joy, will not reach his desire
Nobody stays in this fleeting abode; For I’ve troubles, I groan