Dialog I
Dialog I (the Circus)
It was meant to be completely crazy. Light, crazy and gaudy. The music was not meant to hold together. This piece was to cross the borders we’ve carried with, to the point of no return, we had to make it in our own way, taking the steps and making the mistakes, necessary leaving the unnecessary behind. There are five figures on the stage, dancing, loosing their mind, leaving the stage, coming suddenly back. At some point this all turns into a circus, near the end there’s a big apocalypse, aesthetically so far from eachother as it can be. The churchbells ring, afar, the S-bahn haunts through the audience. Above all this chaos crownes the heathbird. The pure sound of the heathbird, lonely bird, like soap-bubbles flying up the hills towards the maze.
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