Rok, now you're getting the hang of things; a musician, is a musician, is a musician whether he's in Kathmandu or New York, they're a special breed. No matter what instrument I pick up it begins to make noise the instant I touch it. Those guys were born with something special.
Remember my best friends brother, and the next door neighbor; brother taught school until he retired, while the neighbor became a musician who made music for the people. I never even heard brother play; it seems he was more fond of traveling, skiing, sailing, and doing all the things his education and teaching salary enabled him to do, than he was of making music.
There was some boss improvisation going on there. Let's keep things in this same groove for awhile. How about a little blues from the east;
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UI2PvbAGNBc
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VPVlWIwSqYI
This one has beautiful photos to go with the music;
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tlmpMnHEstM
I have beautiful photos of the lady who plays koto with Hiroshima from when they were in St. Louis.
Enjoy the music.