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11.04.2022

Poesien i rensdyrets bagben

Tulle Ruth og Elfi Sverdrup: »Tracks« – udstilling/lydinstallation

Jakob Gustav Winckler. © Jakob Gustav Winckler

Der må være grænser for, hvor spændende et rensdyrs klikkende bagben kan være. Jeg havde nej-hatten på på vej ned til Tulle Ruths lydinstallation Tracks i Frederiksberg-bunkeren på Rolfsvej, der blev lavet om til galleri sidste år. For indspist, var min umiddelbare tanke.

Men jeg skulle ikke sidde længe på det bløde rensdyrskind i midten af den kolde bunker, før jeg måtte æde min skepsis. Stimulerende var det at lade sig bruse af det kildende ocean af kliklyde. Som en sort sol sværmede lyden rundt i små højttalere langs bunkerens cirkelrunding. Knipsende hvirvelvinde i 360 grader. Dér i vrimlen lød også en besynderlig ordløs korrespondance: den norske strubesanger Elfi Sverdrup i dialog med gryntende rensdyr. Man fornemmede tusinde års visdom klinge i de øffende vokallyde fra dybet i halsen, der lød som en røntgenundersøgelse af stemmens indre.

»Som en harpestreng, der bliver slået an,« forklarede Ruth efterfølgende selv kliklyden, der opstår, når rensdyret fører knoglen over en sene i bagbenet. Ingen ved helt hvorfor, de gør det. Måske kommunikerer de? Lyden har været en del af Ruths kunstneriske arbejde i fem år, og man forstår besættelsen, når man selv har lagt øre til.

Ruth skriver sig ind i en soundscape-tradition, som har et særligt magnetfelt i Norge, og det æstetiske greb i Tracks findes mange andre steder. Mediekunstner Gry Bagiøens syngende samtale med nordnorske pukkelhvaler i Instinkt (2017) eller Jana Winderens sprøde muslingeværk Listening with the Mussels (2021), er to nærliggende eksempler. Nyt land vindes der altså ikke. Men når mystiske lyde som rensdyrklikket har så svimlende en dybde, gør det ikke så meget.

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18.10

One Tone, Eight Breaths, and the Sound of Waiting

Elisa Kragerup, Louise Alenius, Vokalensemblet ÆTLA and others: »The Emperor of Portugalia«

Edison, Betty Nansen Teatret, 17.10–14.11

Henrik Marstal

Only one actor appears on stage in The Emperor of Portugalia – surrounded by eight singers. In Elisa Kragerup’s tightly choreographed staging, Louise Alenius’ a cappella composition becomes a physical experience where breath and movement merge into one. The acoustic soundscape interacts eerily quietly with the deafening, mechanical noises that arise when, for instance, beams of light are raised and lowered on stage. It feels as if the relentlessness of existence here briefly finds a sonic expression that captures Selma Lagerlöf’s intentions.

The sparse – or rather ascetic – soundscape, together with the humble peasant costumes, reflects the harsh, monotonous life of a Swedish village before the world turned modern. And the plot? A poor farmer worships his daughter, but when she leaves for Stockholm as a young woman and never returns, his years of yearning drive him, in a Don Quixote-like fashion, to believe himself emperor of the imaginary land of Portugalia, with his daughter naturally imagined as its ruler. The father’s longing borders on madness, while the daughter’s neglect or thoughtlessness ultimately turns against her: in a Godot-like manner, he waits and waits for her – just as she, after his drowning, waits for him, unable to find his body.

The piece is carried by an almost unbroken drone in the choir (produced through collective breathing) – a single sustained tone that, as an artistic device, illustrates how music in theatre can be so minimal that sound itself becomes the message, and the absence of a musical narrative becomes the point. »One tone played beautifully is enough,« Arvo Pärt once said. Except that here, the tone is sung – and in this work, his statement is affirmed in the most radical way: a maximal expression achieved through minimal means, realised with striking precision by Vokalensemblet ÆTLA.

English translation: Andreo Michaelo Mielczarek

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16.10

A Microphone In the Nervous System

IKI: »BODY«

IKI, 17.10

Therese Wiwe Vilmar

It sounds as if someone has placed a microphone directly inside the nervous system’s electrical impulses. The Nordic electroacoustic vocal ensemble IKI explores the boundaries between body and technology on their fifth, self-produced album BODY, where the five singers’ bodies merge into one large, organic rhythm box.

The tracks change form as the body breathes, dances, awakens, runs, wanders – in the imperative mood. The harmonically unison ripple of »Float« is countered by flickering modem-like sounds in »Regenerate«. Everything is framed by the recurring theme »Circuit«, which ultimately gathers the fragments into a single linguistic statement: »Are you gone when your body is not breathing?«

BODY demands concentration. IKI claims that all sounds on the album are created with the voice – a counterpoint to the electrically manipulated, a kind of reversed version of synthesizer sounds that imitate the human voice. It’s an incomprehensible mystery one keeps listening for: how can the voice produce the accordion-like sound on »Breath«, panned all the way to the left and slowly taking over the entire soundscape? Of course, it can’t do so on its own. The recording itself is an electronic mediation. The technological tools act as a microscope for vocal expression. It’s powerful because it asks about the transitions between human and machine, between life and afterlife. Yet the premise holds a paradox that never fully resolves.

English translation: Andreo Michaelo Mielczarek

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10.10

Miy name is Bjarke Niemann – would you like to see my playlist?

»Music is everything that can only be described far more poorly with words.«

Bjarke Niemann is the lead singer, songwriter, and producer of the Danish band Spleen United. The group broke through with Godspeed Into The Mainstream in 2005 and has performed at, among other places, Roskilde Festival and the Copenhagen Opera House. Bjarke Niemann has also composed and developed music for TV and video games – including the international game series Hitman – and has produced albums with artists such as Soleima, Statisk, Afskum, and Hugorm.

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06.10

My name is Motis Necrojam – would you like to see my playlist?

»Music is the pursuit of original failure...«

Motis Necrojam is the singer and collager with the Noseflutes and The Clicking Stick, a pair of combos from the old English Birmingham times, adorned with new-times dedication to derailment, approved by Sir John Peel, via their four live sessions for his mighty BBC Radio programme, occasional treaders of the boards, musicians with alias obsessions. One thing Necrojam has is a digit on the diminishing pulse.

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06.10

Mit navn er Katrine Muff – vil du se min playliste?

»Music, to me, is the key to – and an extension of – my vocabulary. If I struggle to put ‘spoken words’ to something inside, or if I need release in the form of a proper cry, the right song can put me in the right gear immediately. It can be the lyrics, the melody, or both that give direct access to my emotions, where the brain can simply be put into neutral and carried away.«

Katrine Muff, born in 1985, is a composer and singer. She has set music to texts by, among others, Stine Pilgaard and Suzanne Brøgger, and in 2021 she received the Folk Song Prize (Den Folkelige Sangs Pris). Together with Lone Hørslev, she is currently releasing the album Jeg ønsker mig and working as a songwriter on the theatre concert STOLT (Folketeateret).