DOLCE CANTAVI

H. PURCELL, A bird’s Prelude
C. JANEQUIN, Le Rossignol
C. SHAW, Dolce cantavi
H. PURCELL, Thus the ever grateful spring (Spring)
      Here’s the summer, sprightly, gay (Summer)
     See my many coloured fields (Autumn)
     Now winter comes slowly (Winter)
MEREDI, Crystallized
W. GUNN, What would Circe do?

“Half of my voice is human. The other half speaks like moss and lichens and intones the forgotten songs of birds.”
A concert program in which it is not only the human being who takes the floor. Birds speak, as do ice and water; the four seasons seem to compete with one another. And Circe—the Greek enchantress with a human voice—is consulted: through which language can the essential find its way back to our silenced hearts? Sjaella opens a sonic space where ancient and contemporary music meet and take shape through voices and bodies.