DUŠAN BOGDANOVIĆ, GAMES, on Poetry by Vasko Popa, speGTRA, 2018

DUŠAN BOGDANOVIĆ, GAMES, for voice, guitar, flute, double bass and percussion (2002) 
Poetry by Vasko Popa  
Published by https://productionsdoz.com/

I – Before play - Rubato quasi improvisando 0:10
II – The hunter – Moderato 2:48
III – The rose-thieves (in memory of Terry Graves) - Adagio estatico e trasparente 5:06
IV – The Seducer - Allegretto burlesco 8:41
V – The chase - Allegro 10:09
VI – Ashes - Rubato quasi improvisando 11:44 
VII – After Play 15:46

Im Rahmen vonspeGTRa 2018

Donnerstag, 06.06.2018 20 Uhr
Altes Kurhaus Aachen – Ballsaal
Komphausbadstr. 19, 52058 Aachen
„Games“KAMMERMUSIK MIT GITARRE

Musiker der Region interpretieren 
Kammermusik mit Gitarre des 
Festivalpaten Dušan Bogdanović

Catharina Marquet, Sopran 
Tal Botvinik, Gitarre 
Olaf Futyma, Querflöte 
Chihoon Choi, Kontrabass 
Leo Bögeholz Gründer, Perkussion 
Tong Jiang, Perkussion 

David Ropertz, Tontechnik © speGTRa 2018


BEFORE PLAY

You close one eye
You peer into yourself look in all the corners
Make sure there are no nails no thieves
No cuckoos’ eggs

Then you close your other eye as well
You crouch then jump
You jump as high as high as high
Right up to the top of yourself

Then your own weight drags you down
You fall for days as deep as deep as deep
Down to the bottom of your abyss

If you are not smashed to bits
If you’re still in one piece and get up in one piece
Then you can play

THE HUNTER

Someone goes in without knocking
Goes into somebody’s one ear
And comes out of the other

Goes in with the step of a match
The step of a lighted match
Dances round inside his head

He’s made it

Someone goes in without knocking
Goes into somebody’s one ear
And doesn’t come out of the other

He’s done for

THE ROSE-THIEVES
(in memory of Terry Graves)

Someone is a rose tree
Some are the wind’s daughters
Some the rose-thieves

The rose-thieves creep up on the rose tree
One of them steals a rose
Hides it in his heart

The wind’s daughters appear
See the tree stripped of its beauty
And give chase to the rose-thieves

Open up their breasts one by one
In some they find a heart
In some so help me none

They go on opening up their breasts
Until they uncover one heart
And in that heart the stolen rose

THE SEDUCER

One fondles the leg of a chair
Until the chair turns
And gives him the glad with its leg

Another kisses a keyhole
Kisses it doesn’t he just kiss it
Until the keyhole returns the kiss

A third stands by
Gapes at the other two
And twists his head twists it

Until his head falls off

THE CHASE

Some bite off the others’
Arm or leg or whatever

Take it between their teeth
Run off as quick as they can
Bury it in the earth

The others run in all directions
Sniff search sniff search
Turn up all the earth

If any are lucky enough to find their arm
Or leg or whatever
It’s their turn to bite

The game goes on briskly

As long as there are arms
As long as there are legs
As long as there is anything whatever

ASHES

Some are nights others stars

Each night lights up its star
And dances a black dance round it
Until the star burns out

Then the nights split up
Some become stars
The others remain nights

Again each night lights up its star
And dances a black dance round it
Until the star burns out

The last night becomes both star and night
It lights itself
Dances the black dance round itself

AFTER PLAY

At last the hands clasp the belly
Lest the belly burst with laughing
But the belly’s not there

One hand just manages to lift itself
To wipe the cold sweat from the forehead
The forehead’s gone too

The other hand clutches at the heart
Lest the heart leap out of the breast
The heart’s gone too

Both hands drop
Idle drop into the lap
The lap’s gone too

On one hand now the rain is falling
From the other grass is growing
What more should I say


Vasko Popa (1954)
Translation by Anne Pennington (1997)

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