There, Where Art Is No Longer A Consumer Product*

Fig. 1. Tadeusz Kantor - The Dead Class, 1975

The Echoing Green

The sun does arise
And make happy the skies;
The merry bells ring
And welcome the spring;
The skylark and thrush
The birds of the bush,
Sing louder around
To the bell's cheerful sound,
While our sports shall be seen
On the Echoing Green.

Old John with white hair,
Does laugh away care,
Sitting under the oak,
Among the old folk.
And soon they all say:
"Such, such were the joys
When we all, girls and boys,
In our youth time were seen
On the Echoing Green."

Till the little ones, weary,
No more can be merry;
The sun does descend,
And our sports have an end.
Round the laps of their mothers,
Many sisters and brother,
Like birds in their nest,
Are ready for rest,
And sport no more seen,
On the darkening green.

William Blake

* '[Theatre] searches for an ancestry deeply rooted in the past that emerges from ancient customs, ur-rituals, the practice of magic, festivities, ceremonial celebration, games, pageantry and processions, popular and street theatre, political and agit-prop theatre - it searches wherever art is no longer a consumer product but an integral component of life.'

Tadeusz Kantor

Staging The Delicate Ecology Of Our Delusions*

Fig. 1. Angels in America (still), 2003 - d. Mike Nichols

'I dreamed we were there. The plane leapt the tropopause, the safe air, and attained the outer rim, the ozone, which was ragged and torn, patches of it threadbare as old cheesecloth, and that was frightening. But I saw something that only I could see, because of my astonishing ability to see such things: Souls were rising, from the earth far below, souls of the dead, of people who had perished, from famine, from war, from the plague, and they floated up, like skydivers in reverse, limbs all akimbo, wheeling and spinning. And the souls of these departed joined hands, clasped ankles, and formed a web, a great net of souls, and the souls were three-atom oxygen molecules, of the stuff of ozone, and the outer rim absorbed them, and was repaired. Nothing's lost forever. In this world, there's a kind of painful progress. Longing for what we've left behind, and dreaming ahead. At least I think that's so.'

"Harper Pitt" (Angels in America by Tony Kushner)

* 'Respect the delicate ecology of your delusions.' "Mr. Lies" (Angels in America)


Your Ears Will Orgasm #24: CocoRosie (MixPod Player)

1. Rainbow Warrior
2. Werewolf
3. Jesus Loves Me
4. South 2nd
5. Good Friday
6. Noah's Ark
7. Animals
8. Japan
9. Beautiful Boyz
10. By Your Side
11. Not For Sale
12. Raphael
13. Terrible Angels
14. Armageddon
15. The Sea Is Calm Again


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CocoRosie - Rainbow Warrior