Bryars and Friday team up again
Gavin will take part in the Sonnet Project curated by Gavin Bryars, jointly commissioned by Opera North Projects and the Royal Shakespeare Company.
A chamber orchestra of eight musicians will share the stage with Gavin and RSC actors, to present the selected sonnets in speech and song. The second half of the performance will see the premiere of Gavin Bryar’s Nothing Like The Sun, a through-composed musical setting of a series of sonnets, accompanied by a specially commissioned film projection.
The Sonnet Project will be performed live at the Courtyard Theatre in Stratford-upon-Avon as part of the RSC’s Complete Works festival, on February 24 and 25.
Tickets (£5.00 – 20.00) are available from www.rsc.org.uk.
November 26, 2006 No Comments
Friday and Bryars on Lyric FM
The concert Gavin played with Gavin Bryars and the Crash Ensemble in Dublin (November 2005) will be repeated on RTE Lyric fm – Nova on Sunday evening, May 7th, at 8pm GMT. To listen online, click ‘Listen live’ on the site.
May 3, 2006 No Comments
Bryars, Friday and Crash Ensemble on Lyric FM
The Gavin Bryars and Crash Ensemble concert will be broadcast on the Irish radio station Lyric FM at 8.30pm on Sunday 1st January.
November 23, 2005 No Comments
Bryars and Friday come together
Review of the Gavin Bryars, Crash Ensemble and Gavin Friday concert in Dublin on November 10, 2005.
By forum member roguevox
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3 violins, cello, double bass, percussion [complete with xylophone], keyboards, electric guitar and bass – The Crash Ensemble. They’re laid out in a semi-circle thing, all standing, and there’s a microphone there. And the conductor walks on, then in his best black suit, brothel creepers and hair down comes Mr F. Their backing is this BRIGHT CERULEAN SEA BLUE which burns the eyeballs, that then fades with the lighting [which is much better for the eyes].
The song they play is “Coming Together” by Rzewski [pronounced jeviski]. It’s based in response to an historical event. In September of 1971 inmates at the state prison of Attica, New York, revolted and succeeded in taking possession of a part of the institution. Foremost among their demands was the recognition of their “right to be treated as human beings.” After several days of fruitless negotiations, Governor Nelson Rockefeller ordered state police in to retake the prison by force, justifying his action on the grounds that the lives of the guards whom prisoners had taken as hostages were in danger. In the ensuing violence forty-three persons, including several of the hostages, were killed and many more wounded. One of the dead was Sam Melville, a prisoner who had played a significant role in organizing the rebellion. In the spring of 1971, Melville had written a letter to a friend describing his experience of the passage of time in prison. After his death the letter was published in the magazine Ramparts. The band start up, and Gavin is theatrically speaking the words:
“I think the combination of age and a greater coming together is responsible for the speed of the passing time. It’s six months now, and I can tell you truthfully few periods in my life have passed so quickly. I am in excellent physical and emotional health. There are doubtless subtle surprises ahead, but I feel secure and ready. As lovers will contrast their emotions in times of crisis, so am I dealing with my environment. In the indifferent brutality, the incessant noise, the experimental chemistry of food, the ravings of lost hysterical men, I can act with clarity and meaning. I am deliberate, sometimes even calculating, seldom employing histrionics, except as a test of the reactions of others. I read much, exercise, talk to guards and inmates, feeling for the inevitable direction of my life.”
And you can see it in him – the moods of the piece. It’s intermittantly soft, then harsh, furious, then loving. Repeating words, and phrases and lines with the music. He goes from crooning the words in a husk to being a Virgin Prune again, all under the watchful eye of the conductor. And he nails it. I think, to be honest, the audience is surprised, and the applause at the end is rapturous to say the least. And Gavin buggers quickly offstage, and the conductor chases him to get a hold of him, dragging him back onstage for more cheers. Gavin does this little curtsey-bow thing and scarpers.
The next song is “Jesus’ Blood Never Failed Me”, and Gavin’s not in that. It’s good, we see Gavin Bryars for the first time who was playing double bass, and it alternates between soporific and soothing to getting a little bit long in the tooth. Both my friend, S, and I doze a bit in it, and yet it’s the one we came out singing. The whole show was all about contrasts and things being different, and the best feel I got was a line I heard someone else say – “I’m not sure I’m ready enough to offer an opinion on it just yet. Give me a couple of weeks.
And after that, we realise like, an hour and a half has gone by, and it’s interval. We head out so I can have a smoke, and I realise I’ve left my papers in my bag. Bounce back to get it, narrowly missing the gorgeous, grinning Mrs Hewson who is descending upon the blonde, hairedly lot of Guggi and company. I fight my grin, and the urge to gawk hopelessly and head out with my bag, having to walk past Guggi again and fighting the urge to do anything stupid. I’m with a friend, and finally we head back to the auditorium, sitting and watching people and the stage at rest.
The band come onstage, this time 2 double basses, electric guitar, percussion, trombone, HUGE group, and they do Rzewski’s “Main Drag” which is incredible. A gorgeous version that at the time I really really was lost in, but then couldn’t remember singing.
Afterwards, Gavin Bryars comes onstage and does a little talk, about why he’s in Ireland, his love of Irish literature, whilst the stage is set up, admitting that he’s only there to be a distraction whilst this all goes on. He’s warm, self-effacing, and YORKSHIRE, which makes me giggle to myself, as it’s been a while since I’ve heard another Yorkshire accent.
So then the stage is set up for “The Sinking of the Titanic”, and there’s a table with a clock, a wine bottle, and a glass. As the band are setting up, out walks Mr F. and sits. He’s on the Stage Right, legs crossed, a sort of dark fedora on. And then they do this odd thing, a really long silence. 3 minutes, maybe? Whatever it is, it’s an aching, anticipatory silence – you just know that something is going to happen.
Then the percussionist starts up, and you’re on the boat, the bell is ringing and the timpani are the sound of a boat hitting an iceberg. And Gavin is silent and still, and darklit and gorgeous. My friend got it, the music was throbbing and aching, the rattles and cracks of a ship going down. She called it music to slit your wrists by. Everything was unsteady and uncomfortable, and you knew it was only going to get worse.
A voice over starts – it’s a woman, talking about the Titanic, about the story, about her experiences. It’s low, you can’t hear everything all the time, but it’s heart-rending and I found myself fighting to hold back tears.
The violins start to play Amazing Grace and My Kingdom Tis of Thee and other things, the ‘band’ on the Titanic did.
And then he starts… indistinguishable words, words of a drunk, about the children not wanting to die, about a dog, about an aching obsession – not all of them making sense, or working properly, a man torn apart by the tragedy of the Titanic, and lost in the waves of drunkenness. And he ends with:
Hail Mary full of Grace the lord is with thee, blesséd art thou amongst women and blesséd is the fruit of thy womb. Holy Mary mother of God pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death. Amen.
Again. And again. A mantra, whispered and hushed and painful, and he has this rosary wrapped around his hand, the cross dangling and it’s manic and again. He starts to slur them together, quick and intense and desperate, the words coming out, slipping around words, no idea how to get the words out quickly enough.
And the last words are “Now and at the hour of our death. Amen.”
*BLACK*
I really can’t express any opinions about the show. I came out of it with a really odd sensation of having felt every crazy emotion in the entire universe. Gavin was breathtaking, utterly invested in what he was doing. The only word that I was left with was “intense”. Breathtaking.
November 12, 2005 No Comments
Bryars / Rzewski – Crash Ensemble photos
November 12, 2005 No Comments
Gavin Friday performs with Crash Ensemble
Gavin Friday will be performing with Ireland’s foremost New Music collective, Crash Ensemble, at the O’Reilly Theatre in Dublin on Thursday 10th november.
Crash Ensemble will be performing the music of world renowned composers Frederic Rzewski, Gavin Bryars with vocals from Gavin Friday. Special visiting conductor for this performance is Jurjen Hempel. The concert will feature two of Bryars’ most iconic pieces, Jesus’ Blood Never Failed Me Yet and The Sinking of the Titanic, as well as Rzewski’s Main Drag and electrifying Coming Together with an adrenaline-pumping spoken vocal part performed by Gavin Friday.
Tickets are on sale now for Crash Ensemble on the 10th November from Central Ticket Bureau at €22/15 including booking fee, to book tickets call 01 872 1122 or go to www.centralticketbureau.com. Doors for this event open at 7pm.
October 13, 2005 No Comments













