Sunday
28. March 2010

Klangraum Krems Minoritenkirche

The sun, the moon and the stars... Fantastic explanations of the world about the sky above and below the clouds

Renald Deppe & Wachauer Pestbläser: Martin Ptak (trombone, arrangements); Michael Bruckner (guitar, arrangements); Thomas Berghammer (trumpet, flugelhorn); Ali Angerer (tuba, dulcimer); Bernard Breuer (drums); Renald Deppe (saxophone, clarinet, arrangements, presentation, concept); Wolfgang Mitterer (electronics); Anna Hauf (mezzo-soprano); Agnes Heginger (voice)
Extracello: Edda Breit, Melissa Coleman, Margarethe Deppe, Gudula Urban (violoncellos)
Markus Kupferblum (presentation)


They give us light:

the sun, the moon and the stars. They give us warmth, make sure we find our ways around and help us read the future. But if you want to know how the stars got into the sky, why the moon waxes and wanes and is all spotty, why the sun only shines during the days, and if you want to learn more about the origin of falling stars: on this evening you are going to encounter fantastic explanations of the world from famous song lines in unusual adaptations and instrumentations.

“The wine which through the eyes we drink Flows nightly from the moon in torrents …The poet, in an ecstasy, Drinks deeply from the holy chalice…” (Arnold Schönberg)

This is how Arnold Schönberg’s magic cycle of songs for speaking voice “Pierrot Lunaire” starts. Three times seven poems. Sven Regener and Element of Crime, on the other hand, sing of a totally different perspective:
“Life was at full swine’s gallop, love was a party, man was good. Back in the days, behind the moon.” (Sven Regener)

The sun, the moon and the stars.

A free thinker’s counterpoint of wondrous interpretations: what can be spotted in the common sky, when, how and why. Together with the Wachauer Pestbläser & guests experience the charmed world of primary and secondary suns, enjoy the warmth of pagan Easter fires and the wondrous mating flight of Berlin fireflies, listen to the sounds and tales of strangely bewitching ghost and northern lights.

“The swans swam against each other to find out who would make it the farthest. Some refused to halt until they had reached the end of the world. They did, but there, it was so cold they froze to the sky. You can still see them today beating their wings. We call it the “Northern Light”. (Småland, Sweden)

Welcome!

Renald Deppe


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© Imago Dei