Gisteren werd ik gewezen op deze video en daarna wilde ik meer weten over de muziek en de tekst bij deze mooie dans…
Ik vond een video met het hele muziekstuk, uitgevoerd door het Kronos Quartet. Het muziekstuk is de Soliloquy uit ” How It Happens” (Scott Johnson). De tekst en de stem is van I.F. Stone (Izzy Stone, een Amerikaans auteur en onderzoeksjournalist). De tekst zet ik hier helemaal onder. Ik moet er nog even over nadenken, maar denk gerust mee.
Composed in 1991, this thoughtful and charming piece for processed voice and string quartet is similar to other works in which the composer parallels the vocal rhythm with instruments, but here, he also underscores the emotional shifts of the text.
The instruments begin with the words “you know … ” by playing a beautiful, tonal hymn-like passage in steady harmonies. ” [Y]ou know, I have so little new to say here this evening … but there are so many things that have been said, so many things, so many things that have been said, have been said over and over again, over and over again, over and over again, … so many things that have been said, that need to be said, that have been said, that need to be said … that need to be said again and again, again and again … .” (looping continues this triple meter pattern of “again and again”).
“[A]nd uh, it’s too small a planet, it grows smaller all the time, it grows, it grows smaller all the time … ” (the voice alternates between deep reverberation, and up front sans reverb). This sequence is repeated while the music skips joyously in triple meter. The instruments become more somber with the words “in terms of travel time … we are becoming one family, we share each other’s culture and poetry and philosophy … and. uh, we have to begin to think of ourselves as a family … we have to begin, we have to begin, we have to begin to think of ourselves as a family … we have to begin to enjoy the differences in the human family. … ” A loop is formed on the words “that we enjoy the differences … ” and the instruments both imitate and play in flowing melodies around this pattern. ” … in a garden of flowers … we are becoming one family … ” The music becomes expansive and luscious, always with an underlying joy.
“[A]nd … and there’s a race on, and the real race, and the real ideological conflict is between those who, uh, universalists who want to think in terms of, uh, of mankind.” This line has been accompanied by mostly pizzicato chords. “[A]nd those, uh, reversionists to barbarity and tribalism who are still hung up, still hung up, who are still hung up in ancient, anachronistic hatreds like we can see in Israel, in Palestine, in so many parts of the world.” The instrumental music becomes slow and chromatic here. “Uh … without some system of world law, world law we’re lost … without a sense of community, and we can’t have a sense of community without a recognition of ourselves as parts of one family. ” The voice is again processed in deep reverb. Then the words “we have to begin, begin (to enjoy the differences in the human family)” are looped and imitated.
“[A]nd … uh … there’s very little time left to muster this broader vision against the ancient conditioned reflexes and … uh … psychoses of mankind and his homicidal tendencies.” This last line has been followed melodically by the lower instruments. “Either we learn to live together or … uh … we die together.” A lovely instrumental interlude follows this. “And … uh … is it necessary … is it necessary … is it necessary … to.. uh … have to repeat? … is it necessary … After two thousand years … all the things you people read in Sunday school?” And then a quick coda on major chords under the words “How absentminded! How forgetful!” ~ All Music Guide