'Med en rest av kyla' is a piece for singer & live-electronics. Originally written for tenor and the pre-recorded sound files used in the piece, are sung by the Swedish tenor Conny Thimander who also premiered the piece. The poems used are written by the Swedish poet Göran Sonnevi.
I like the stories about the one in the shadow. I have chosen several poems by Göran Sonnevi which handle the same subject and after that created my own story about the man in the shadow. A person on the border to insanity. He tries to see some meaning in his surroundings; a bird, a cliff, blueberry or an eye. If he repeated saying all the names of beautiful things maybe the world would turn into a beautiful and nice place. Everything around him is alive but still he is so alone. Not understanding how to live in the world.
'Med en rest av kyla' is in the serie ”Equinox". Other pieces in that serie are External cabinet, Palabras, Cerulean Minim, Merle & Leif.
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Material to download:
Recording (from concert in April -10; Conny Thimander)
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Listen: Nr 30 (Med en rest av kyla)
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MED EN REST AV KYLA
Det är natt, morgon
Dag, solen står
högt högre’
Snabba fåglar
genom nya löv Lövsångare
gröna
Alarnas till hälften ut-
slagna löv nästan svarta
Lönnarnas ljust grönt blommande kronor
Smakar dess honung
Från klyftan under
fornborgen vid vattnet
Kommer deras doft Slån
blommar mot den heta klippan
På klyftans botten
vitsippor, en svart trast
som bökar
Längre nedanför berget den smala
glittrande bäcken
i den mörka ravinen, mellan granar
Getrams nästan utslagna
Tallens fot en väldig
drakstjärt mot klippan
Allt ännu klart, genomskinligt
Allt ännu med en rest av kyla
Nattens stjärna är mörk, klar
Nattens öga är mörkt, klart
Det finns inget hinder för dess syn
Det finns inget skydd för dess flykt
Den dunkle upplyses av elden
Grön mossa lyser
på den grå stenen
i skogsbacken
bland gräs, bräken
blåbärsris och
växande vide
Svarthättan
hade bo där, men
är nu borta,
också dess sång
Nattens stjärna är mörk, klar
Nattens öga är mörkt, klart
Det finns inget hinder för dess syn
Det finns inget skydd för dess flykt
Den dunkle upplyses av elden
Skärvor av rymd Blekt
blå; opal,
skimrande Öga; blå kräftas öga,vi
slänger den i ån
Mörkt fågelöga
Poems by Göran Sonnevi
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WITH THE COLD REMAINING
It is night, morning
Day , the sun rises
high higher
Fast birds
through new leaves Leaf warbler
green
The alders half bloom-
ing leaves almost black
The light green blossoming crowns of the maples
Tasting its honey
From the rift under
the prehistoric castle near the water
Their scent comes The sloe
is flowering towards the hot rock
On the bottom of the rift
anemone nemorosa, a black trush
rooting
Further down the mountain the narrow
gleaming brook
in the dark rift, between spruces
Scented Solomon's-seal almost blooming
The scots pine's foot a large
dragon tail towards the rock
It all still clear, transparent
It all with the cold remaining
The night star is dark, clear
The night eye is dark, clear
There is no obstacle for its vision
There is no protection for its escape
The dark one enlightens by the fire
Green moss shines
on the grey stone
in the hillside
among grass, fern
bilberry stub and
growing willow
The blackcap
had a nest there, but
is now gone,
as well as its voice
The night star is dark, clear
The night eye is dark, clear
There is no obstacle for its vision
There is no protection for its escape
The dark one enlightens by the fire
Splinters of space Pale
blue; opal,
glowing Eye; blue crayfish eye, we
throw it in the stream
Dark bird eye
Translation by Ylva Lund Bergner