Crossing the Threshold: a word, a whisper
Words. (What? Wait. What did you say? What did I hear?)
Words out of the order. Whisper. Wail. Speak. Sing. Scream. Sling shot shouts. Swoops like sirens. Echo. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. Discard what isn’t useful. Discord. Discard. Draw out. Breathe. Sigh. Gasp. Ingress. Inspire. Respire. Take apart the diphthongs. Vowels long. Vowels short. Explode plosives. Consonants crackle and quake, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera, and so on.
RSVP here for the Sunday April 30 performance of Threshold.
Threshold: a site-specific new music work created for the stunning and sonorous Silos at Sawyer Yards / SITE Gallery. Sunday, April 30, 7pm. L-R: Threshold. L-R: Misha Penton, soprano, concept, director. Chorus: Michael Walsh, Neil Ellis Orts (kneeling), Sherry Cheng,. Photo by Raul Casares
Shadows. Ruins. A cavern? The well gapes, gasps, it is an entrance
Depth. Darkness
A procession. Light
Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap
A splash of steps on concrete
Concrete where there ought to be marble
In this cathedral
Thresh. Threshold. Under. World. Other. World. Our. World
Plant, reap, sow, eat, grow, sell
Plant, reap, rape, eat, sow, grow, sell
Sell her to the market
The Portal opens
The Portal closes
What kind of world will we create?
Join us Sunday, April 30 at 7pm for Threshold: a site-specific new music work created for the enormous and labyrinthine Silos at Sawyer Yards #Houston. RSVP here.