14.9.2024 – Centre Wallonie Bruxelles in Paris
A grand piano, Han-Gyeol’s hands sitting on it, Alex & Alix pouring juices into passed on glasses. In a twirling motion they give away gestures, notes, in tender rushes as a cocktail is being dressed. Looking for signs in the hands of guests, they guess dances and splash through the night.
Tuxedo No. 2, not a coda
Your glass has eaten possession, imprinting, sliding shards & words under the skin, republishing there
You, a new acquaintance, a warm haunting
Waste rests -bare taste- verbing its way through a participle present, a present in which we cannot not participate
Committing ourselves/myself to haunt, this which/witch truly, unruly, bullies
Not delivered from a past tense that doesn’t tell your story, the wrinkles on Charlotte’s graveyard, mossy parterres, are saying good bye to language. While I sit on the graveyard, in yards bought in advance -a liberal agreement, even in death one owns land- in the underland, the undergrowth, nourishment disturbed and wounded by continuous extraction- i wish to leave no trace: “too late, you broke my heart” says the tree under which I sit.
(written with Sophie Guerrive, Fahima Ife, Mirene Arsanios)
Musical program ca. 21 min
Tamino
Indigo Night [2018]
arrang. H. Lie
Frédéric Chopin
Nocturne in c minor, op. 48.1 [1842]
arrang. turf + surf
Johann Sebastian Bach
Ich ruf zu dir, BWV 177 [1732]
arrang. Philipp Gaspari
Maurice Ravel
Ma Mère l’Oye [1910]
- Pavane de la Belle au bois dormant
- Le jardin féerique
arrang. Jacques Charlot
& a song by Alex Franz Zehetbauer
Juices program
Tuxedo No 2 & Carrot Margarita