"Damned brothers, help me!"

One evening at the church of St. John's here in Vilnius one boy took the ring off the finger of a rich man who was buried in the cellars under the floor. Suddenly the rich man sat up as if alive and shouted, "Damned brothers, help me!"

To avenge the little thief hundreds and hundreds of bones and sculls rose and tried to chase the boy around the church. The boy ran up the balcony to the organ and locked the doors behind him.

Because the dead couldn't climb stairs, they started to climb on top of one another and would have caught the boy if not the rooster whose song announced the breaking dawn.

​When people came into the church in the morning, they found the boy in shock trembling from terror and hundreds of skulls and bones all over the place and a hideous stench in the room...

This legend is a ghastly story "Damned Brothers" from 1600's and this Friday, during the one-night festival "Culture Night", I will be performing a storytelling improvisation recital based on this story in this very church.

I bet after this horror story, not too many people will dare to stay in a church at night...

Plus the next day, on Saturday, Ausra and I will be performing 6 Sonatas by Franz Seydelmann for 4 hands at the International Organ Music Festival "Organ Summer 2016" in Nida, Lithuania.

Another organ music packed weekend!