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F*CKING BEAUTIFUL SPRING

Inspired by the endless listening to the oratorio El Niño by American composer John Adams, the music of rapper and poet Kae Tempest and the Russian band Shortparis from the Saint Petersburg underground.

The story actually happened and has survived among people through storytelling. It is a story about birth, a body within a body, a screaming whisper, and sounds shaping space. This story was born while listening to music about a young Mary and her child. It is a story about the circles that must be crossed to rediscover oneself.

A sixteen-year-old girl opens the bathroom. She opens a box containing a pregnancy test. Inhale. And a descent into the depths of her own loneliness. The circle of depth. Exhale. The girl returns to the living room. The circle of a spinning room. Exhale. Whispers on the ground: of rustling, of soft things, of spasms and contractions. The circle of running. From herself to nowhere. The circle of friendship. Descent into the purgatory of the subway. Staying in a circle with an undefeatable beast. Escalators. The sun has finally touched the girl's hair. The circle of spring. Ritual. The circle of consecration.

The performance is accompanied by binaural effect, which in a fantastic way throws the viewer into the center of the spatial perception of sound and music, with the help of two moving Robe Esprite lights that “dance” together with Markéta Jandová.

Credits

Theme, scenography, direction:

Petr Boháč

Choreography, performance:

Markéta Jandová

Sound design:

Martin Hůla

Binaural mix:

Martin Hůla

Lightdesign:

Jiří Šmirk

Production:

Veronika Ilíková

Project Manager:

Barbora Faifr Repická

Coproduction:

Tanec Praha z.ú. / PONEC - divadlo pro tanec, Palác Akropolis - Spectaculare

The story actually happened and has survived among people through storytelling. It is a story about birth, a body within a body, a screaming whisper, and sounds shaping space. This story was born while listening to music about a young Mary and her child. It is a story about the circles that must be crossed to rediscover oneself.

A sixteen-year-old girl opens the bathroom. She opens a box containing a pregnancy test. Inhale. And a descent into the depths of her own loneliness. The circle of depth. Exhale. The girl returns to the living room. The circle of a spinning room. Exhale. Whispers on the ground: of rustling, of soft things, of spasms and contractions. The circle of running. From herself to nowhere. The circle of friendship. Descent into the purgatory of the subway. Staying in a circle with an undefeatable beast. Escalators. The sun has finally touched the girl's hair. The circle of spring. Ritual. The circle of consecration.

The performance is accompanied by binaural effect, which in a fantastic way throws the viewer into the center of the spatial perception of sound and music, with the help of two moving Robe Esprite lights that “dance” together with Markéta Jandová.

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