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Gledalec

by Kaja Draksler Octet

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  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    KD Octet's debut album. A digipack, wrapped in thin plastic, with two discs in paper sleeves. Design by Travassos, band photo by Francesca Patella.

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1.
We will never have any memory of dying. We were so patient about our being, noting down numbers, days, years and months, hair, and the mouths we kiss, and that moment of dying we let pass without a note— we leave it to others as memory, or we leave it simply to water, to water, to air, to time. Nor do we even keep the memory of being born, although to come into being was tumultuous and new; and now you don’t remember a single detail and haven’t kept even a trace of your first light. It’s well known that we are born. It’s well known that in the room or in the wood or in the shelter in the fishermen’s quarter or in the rustling canefields there is a quite unusual silence, a grave and wooden moment as a woman prepares to give birth. It’s well known that we were all born. But of that abrupt translation from not being to existing, to having hands, to seeing, to having eyes, to eating and weeping and overflowing and loving and loving and suffering and suffering, of that transition, that quivering of an electric presence, raising up one body more, like a living cup, and of that woman left empty, the mother who is left there in her blood and her lacerated fullness, and its end and its beginning, and disorder tumbling the pulse, the floor, the covers till everything comes together and adds one knot more to the thread of life, nothing, nothing remains in your memory of the savage sea which summoned up a wave and plucked a shrouded apple from the tree. The only thing you remember is your life. P. Neruda
2.
Omphalomancy 06:05
There was a man Who was a navel-reader He gazed at people’s navels And could tell their fortune backwards He could only guess the past Everyone was so impressed And they paid lots of money To listen to their life story Again and again and again One day he met someone Who was half man half goldfish He only had Half a navel Half a memory Half a life story And he paid half the money To listen to the other half The half that was missing The half he couldn’t remember Again and again and again Till the half was a whole Till the past wasn’t past Till the man couldn’t tell his fortune backwards Anymore A. Minou
3.
Bizdibocul 05:43
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5.
I promised not to forget. So I must remember not to forget. I must not forget to remember not to forget that I promised not to forget. I must forget not remembering to remember not forgetting that I promised not to forget. So I must forget not remembering to forget that I promised not to forget. I must forget forgetting that I promised not to forget. I must forget that I promised not to forget. I must forget. I promise. I forget. A. Minou
6.
7.
Eggs look so innocent Eggs look so enigmatic Every time I see an egg I just want to break it To see what’s inside But it looks so innocent It breaks my heart To break it And it looks so enigmatic It breaks my brain Not to break it But it looks So innocent So enigmatic Broken heart Broken brain Egg still unbroken A.Minou
8.
Gledalec 11:41
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10.
Canto XI 14:51
text by Pablo Neruda
11.
The Builder 06:52
text by Pablo Neruda
12.
Epilogue 05:42

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Ideas have piled up and this was the way to let them materialise (on a double album). Laura made the whole hall dance, Bjork made us cry…Voices, words, arcos, Onno’s dry drive, the romanticism, the noise. Thinking of long forms, of the characters; Pablo, Andriana, Gregor, Gallus, Ab building a ship.

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released March 1, 2017

Björk Níelsdóttir voice
Laura Polence voice
Ada Rave tenor saxophone / clarinet (1/I, 7/I, 4/II)
Ab Baars clarinet / tenor saxophone (3/II, 4/II) / shakuhachi (6/I)
George Dumitriu violin / viola
Kaja Draksler piano / conducting (4/II)
Lennart Heyndels double bass
Onno Govaert drums / orchestral percussion / piano (4/II)

CD I
1. Mirabile Mysterium / Births (words by Pablo Neruda)
2. Omphalomancy (words by Andriana Minou)
3. Bîzdîbocul * Dumitriu / Draksler / Heyndels
4. A Carnival of Words * Polence / Rave / Dumitriu / Draksler / Govaert
5. A Promise is a Promise (words by Andriana Minou)
6. Dulce como un solozzo en la nevada * Baars / Rave
7. Omlettio ad Absurdum (words by Andriana Minou)

CD II
1. Gledalec (words by Gregor Strniša)
2. (and here who there who) * Rave / Heyndels / Govaert
3. Canto XI (words by Pablo Neruda)
4. The Builder (words by Pablo Neruda)
5. Epilogue * Dumitriu / Draksler

All the compositions by Kaja Draksler, except Mirabile Mysterium by Jacobus Gallus Petelin (1550 – 1591) and pieces marked with a star (*), which are instant compositions by musicians indicated.

Recorded at Dommelhof, Neerpelt, Belgium, November 2016
Recorded and mixed by Ted Masseurs
Mastered by Luis Delgado
Produced by Kaja Draksler
Executive production by Pedro Costa for Trem Azul
Design and artwork by Travassos
Band photo by Francesca Patella

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Kaja Draksler Kranj, Slovenia

I was born in a small village in Slovenia and grew up in the countryside.

At the age of 18 I moved to The Netherlands to study music. A few years later, I was immersed into the rich world of Amsterdam’s improvised music scene, which complemented my studies of classical composition in a great way. After 13 years in Holland, I now live between Copenhagen, Denmark, and Trboje, Slovenia. ... more

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