Spoken Words Experiments

 

We are still rehearsing for our studio date in April – what about some Spoken Words? Texts from Yves Bonnefoy, Victor Hugo, James Joyce to get some exciting tunes!

All day I hear the noise of waters

Making moan,

Sad as the sea-bird is when, going

Forth alone,

He hears the winds cry to the water's

Monotone.

The grey winds, the cold winds are blowing

Where I go.

I hear the noise of many waters

Far below.

All day, all night, I hear them flowing

To and fro.

(James Joyce: Chamber Music XXXV)

 
Sweet Fugitive