Lil Lacy: »You are somehow connected«. © Martin Dam Kristensen
Lil Lacy: »You are somehow connected«. © Martin Dam Kristensen

I August Strindbergs symbolmættede drama Et Drømmespil fra 1902 forlader gudedatteren Agnes sit himmelske hjem og tager bolig blandt menneskene. Da hun ved stykkets slutning vender tilbage, opsummerer hun sine jordiske lidelser således: »At være til; at mærke mit syn svækket af et øje, min hørelse sløvet af et øre, og min tanke, min luftige, lyse tanke fanget i fedtfletningers labyrinter.«

Disse fedtfletninger væver sig ligeledes ud og ind af komponisten Lil Lacys Strindberg-fortolkning, mens det luftige, det lyse repræsenteres af lette overtoner. I Lacys multimedieundersøgelse fremstår mennesker forbundet på tværs af udstrakte geografier og generationer. Det understøttes af et komplekst landskab af klassisk og elektronisk musik, lys, billeder, skrevne og talte ord. 

Som hos Strindberg er det gudernes verden, der har rod i det konkrete. Lacy starter med noget så jordnært som lyden af en gulerod, der skrælles og gnaskes, mens tandsættets kværnende rytmer runger gennem kraniet. Herefter glider vi over i drømmen. Agnes synker videre, langt, langt ned til menneskene, mens tonerne fra et akkordeon, spillet kyndigt af solisten Bjarke Mogensen, bliver til lyden af en lunge i konstant bevægelse, et organ der langsomt udvider sig, trækker sig sammen og holder os fast i livet, mens vi sover videre. Strygerne understreger denne skubbende, trækkende bevægelse. 

En række stemmer – tilhørende en sydafrikansk kunstner, forfatteren Suzanne Brøgger og andre – fylder salen. Nok er det »synd for menneskene« (jf. Strindberg), men hos Lacy er figurerne fulde af håb og drømme for fremtiden. Som mennesker ejer vi ikke guddommeligt overblik; vort syn er netop »svækket af et øje«, af den fysiske verden vi er kastet ned i. Samtidig er der skønhed at finde i »fedtfletningernes labyrinter«, i måden vi er bundet sammen på.

You are somehow connected slutter ligesom Et Drømmespil med en gigantisk krysantemum, der springer ud, mens Agnes vågner. Smukt, brusende og voldsomt. Andre steder i opsætningen svæver citater fra Strindbergs tekst over musikerne. Denne direkte forankring i den oprindelige dialog virker dog unødvendig. Lacys stykke kan sagtens stå selv.

© Niklas Ottander

»Music is a deep, but not serious, spiritual practice, in which creator, collaborator, and consumer alike are their own personal pope.«

James Black (b. 1990) is a composer, performer, and artistic director of Klang Festival – Copenhagen Experimental Music. Originally from Bristol, England, they moved to Copenhagen in 2013. Black's works have attracted a large amount of attention both nationally and internationally for their signature combination of artistic courage and vulnerability, described by the Danish Arts Council as »a universe of real madness where everything goes«. Their work is a deep and personal exploration of topics such as religion, loss, and queer identity, that is unafraid to be stupid or serious in any direction.

© Christian Klintholm

»Music is just something for me.«

Christian Juncker is a Danish musician and songwriter who has released a number of Danish-language albums. He debuted in 1995 with the band Bloom. Together with his friend Jakob Groth Bastiansen, he formed the duo Juncker in 2002. He is also behind the Christmas carol »Luk julefreden ind« from 2024.

© Guy Wasserman

»Music, for me, reveals the emptiness of boundaries and definitions – in consciousness, in space, and in music itself.«

Idan Elmalem is an oud player and composer working across world and popular music, now presenting his debut instrumental EP and live performance project. Following years of collaboration within the Israeli music scene, he turns toward a more personal and intimate musical voice, blending traditional oud with a contemporary sensibility. Influenced by his studies with master Nissim Dakwar, Elmalem’s music explores the space between tradition and innovation. His debut EP, Time, features three live-recorded pieces that move between past, present, and future, combining classical Arabic and Persian elements with jazz, minimalism, and cinematic sound. Based in Tel Aviv, Elmalem draws on his Moroccan-Danish heritage in his work. He is a graduate of the Jerusalem Academy of Music and Dance and is currently pursuing a Master’s degree in Ethnomusicology at the University of Haifa, alongside his work as a player and composer.

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On May 29, the Aalborg-based collective Datahaven9000 takes over the venue Skråen, transforming its main hall into a concentrated one-day festival of electronic music. The event is part of the concert series Bystanders #3, where the stage is handed over to local scenes rather than the venue’s in-house programming.

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© PR

Two of contemporary music’s most uncompromising material thinkers meet on Music for Intersecting Planes: the American organist Kali Malone and the French cellist Leila Bordreuil. Malone works with oversaturated blocks of sound and sonic mass as a sustained pressure, while Bordreuil seeks friction – her cello a recalcitrant organism that creaks and resists.

What they share is an ascetic attention to the specificity of their instruments. The organ and the cello are pushed to their outer limits, where recognizability dissolves and overtones emerge like hidden entities.

The title pieces, »Intersecting Planes I» and »II«, unfold as undulating ruptures of sound: animalistic, almost elephantine cries that surge forward and recede again. Only rarely can the sound be identified as organ or cello. (»Pilots in the Night« comes closest to a familiar balance between the organ’s gravity and the cello’s resistance.) Otherwise, the music moves within a field between the metallic and the electronic, as if the sound originates neither from strings nor pipes.

It is not mass that is being explored here, but rather a kind of hollowness: an airiness that is not light, but permeated by an indeterminate resonance – something ancient, almost ceremonial. The album holds something far more porous and open than Malone and Bordreuil’s earlier works. The sound appears as a concave form, bending inward, like an absence of material. The sonic landscape carries its own dissolution within it as an inherent delay – as if the music exists, first and foremost, as the erosion of something one thought one heard.

English translation: Andreo Michaelo Mielczarek