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31.10.2021

Sange på gennemrejsen

Hans Rønne: »Over Vadehavet – musikalsk ode til himlens fugle«
»Over Vadehavet«. © Per Pedersen
»Over Vadehavet«. © Per Pedersen

Da St. St. Blicher i 1838 skrev Trækfuglene: En Naturkoncert, følte han, døden snappede ham i hælene. Melankolien hviler over digtsamlingen, men også en længsel mod naturen og rejsen. I Hans Rønnes nye forestilling Over Vadehavet skeles der til Blichers lyriske hovedværk – med ny dramatisk tekst af Jens Kepny Kristensen og musik af Uta Motz. Tre amatørornitologer, Frikke, Iversen og Gram, sidder på deres vante observationspladser og småskændes om, hvem der har set flest fugle i år. Gæs skræpper foroven. Naturen synger for mennesket. Samtidig gennemsyres det hjemlige af udlængslen. Buret er ved at sprænges. Frikke, søn af Iversen, længes bort. For også han er kun her på træk. Men vil moren lade ham sprede sine vinger?

Rønne kalder forestillingen en musikalsk ode til himlens fugle. Det er den også – til dels. Der synges uddrag af Blichers egne tekster, og Motz eksperimenterer med fugletællerens mekaniske rytme i tandem med skuespillernes 'mimicry' af fuglenes sang og lyde. Det sidste kunne der have været mere af. Der er et stort potentiale i at lade menneskestemmer åbne sig mod mere dyriske toner. Det sker desværre kun glimtvis i Over Vadehavet.

Det er dog stadig et fint, lille værk. På et tidspunkt når vi at kede os. Sådan er det at se på fugle. Man venter i dage, før man spotter en eleonorafalk eller en citronfinke. Dette afspejles i fortællingen, som tager en uventet drejning, da de tre karakterer tvinges til at gøre op med vante opfattelser af ophav og tilhørsforhold. Kedsomhed er en formidabel aktør i udviklingen af 'suspense'. Fuglene bliver det gennemgående motiv, der illustrerer figurernes tanker om endelighed og frihed.

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25.09

An Organ in the Dark Forest of Doubt

Calum Builder: »Although Changed, I Arise the Same«
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Last year, Builder released Poor_in_Spirit, an album in which he explored, on his own, the sonic possibilities of his self-built organ. It was an album shaped by this exploration, but ultimately also by the limitations of the organ itself. On Although Changed, I Arise the Same, the composer finds a way beyond them.

The organ is now joined by three additions: Builder’s own alto saxophone, along with the voices of Zola Mennenöh and Johanna Sulkunen. It makes all the difference, providing the diversity of instrumentation that Builder has repeatedly demonstrated his ability to compose for. At times, the organ’s bass sinks beneath the voices and saxophone like a light haze; at others, it envelops them in a heavy fog. It howls like wind in the trees and roars like a train in the night. Mennenöh and Sulkunen sing, chant and breathe simple, repetitive phrases about spiritual uncertainty and searching, as though lost in the dark forest of doubt.

It is a Spartan form of storytelling, giving the listener enough lyricism and atmosphere to set the mind in motion, but never so much that it becomes overwhelming. This is where Builder’s strength lies: his music clearly grows out of his life and experiences, yet he composes in such a way that the listener is invited to enter the story with their own imagination.

Builder determines the colours, but leaves part of the picture to the listener. It is an album that is far more restrained in its dramaturgy than previous releases. No less beautiful or inspiring for it.

English translation: Andreo Michaelo Mielczarek

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»For us, music is a transcendent force with transformative potential – something we get to experience and shape when we create sound together. It is an opportunity to describe one’s innermost universes without words, and the best way for an introvert to express intense emotions at full volume.« 

With roots in Copenhagen’s experimental jazz and punk scene, Echo, Bravo challenges the notion of what a rock band can sound like. The quintet blends post-punk, free punk, and noise rock into a raw and unpredictable soundscape. They describe the music themselves as a kind of »empty-the-fridge soup,« where various leftovers come together. »Best enjoyed as a hot meal in a cold industry.«

 
 
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Thorbjørn Tønder Hansen has died. With Thorbjørn’s passing, the art music community has lost one of the Nordic region’s most significant producers, curators and cultural leaders.

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»Music is the best way to discover myself and understand the world around me.«

Luca Quintavalle is a harpsichordist, fortepianist and conductor. He has performed with ensembles including Concerto Köln, Harmonie Universelle, the Mozarteum Orchestra Salzburg and the Kölner Kammerorchester at venues and festivals such as the Kölner Philharmonie, Salzburg Festival and Enescu Festival. He was harpsichordist of Les Musiciens du Prince, led by Cecilia Bartoli, for over five years, and has conducted ensembles including the Orchestra and Chorus of Teatro dell’Opera di Roma, Concerto Köln and Deutsche Kammerakademie Neuss. His recordings include Mirrors, released by Berlin Classics and awarded an OPUS KLASSIK.

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21.09

The Trombone Finds Its Quiet Side

Francisco Coll: »Tapias«
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At 19, the Spanish composer (and trombonist) Francisco Coll wrote a wild-child of a trombone concerto that pushed the instrument out of its comfort zone. 22 years later he has created a new piece from some of that material. Its priorities are the opposite.

Tapias embraces the lyrical, ethereal qualities of the trombone. It is not a concerto, insists Coll. Perhaps it could be described as a set of frescoes for trombone and orchestra. Whatever the category, it’s a beguiling piece that was gorgeously birthed on Thursday by Ian Bousfield, conductor Nuno Coelho and a sumptuous-sounding Stavanger Symphony Orchestra.

Composers from Sibelius to Turnage have reacted against caricatures of the trombone as brusque and clowning by exploring its dark-hued lyricism. Coll does something more, setting his soloist’s introspective, intervallic melodies in evocative and provocative orchestral contexts. The soloist’s lines can resemble spray-canned tracings on walls already heavy with the patina of history, decoration and graffiti.

Initially the trombone appears to seek repose. The second movement draws it into more agility but the dancing is suppressed: a layered burying of all manner of rhythms from flamenco to Hiphop. Great wodges of rich harmony weigh the boogying down for good. 

The trombone does find peace in the final movement – its long, soulful melodies more yielding. But not before Coll has conjured up moments of huge harmonic strain and conscious orchestral magnificence. They sat well next to Coelho’s fierce performance of Shostakovich’s Symphony No 5 after the interval. But Bousfield’s heartfelt journey through Tapias, sounding entirely at one with the orchestra, will linger longest in the mind.