- published: 25 Jan 2016
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Kapan (Armenian: Կապան); also known as Kafan and Madan, is the capital of the Syunik province (marz) at the south of Armenia. The city which forms an urban community (municipality) is located 316 km from the capital Yerevan. The National Statistical Service of the Republic of Armenia (ARMSTAT) reported its population was 45,488 in 2010, down from 45,711 at the 2001 census. Kapan is the most populous city in Syunik province and southern Armenia.
The word Kapan originates from the Armenian verb kapel (կապել), which mean "to lock," and points to an old Armenian geographic term for valleys surrounded by interlocked mountain chains.
The area around Kapan was first mentioned in the 5th century. In the 10th century, the ruler of Syunik, Prince Smbat II, moved here and founded the Kingdom of Baghk, proclaiming himself king in 970. The city is associated with Davit Bek, an 18th century Armenian leader whose wars against the Turkish and Persian Muslim invaders were fought in and around Syunik. His liberation campaign with a handful of brave men began in 1722, and attracted thousands of patriots who liberated Syunik. Near to Kapan is the castle in which Bek died in 1728. As an urban area, Kapan was formed as a city during the 19th century from the merger of several villages.
RADIO STATION | GENRE | LOCATION |
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Yerevan Nights | Varied | Armenia |
Radio Van | Pop | Armenia |
Radio Aurora | Pop,Top 40 | Armenia |
Armenian Christian Radio | Christian Contemporary | Armenia |
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