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The God Of Single Cells Organisms (Remixed by Modesto Muñiz)


David Sylvian
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Length: 4:12

Date: December 6, 2017

Uncommon Deities poem (Punkt 2011) on music by Jan Bang and Erik Honoré, remixed by Modesto Muñiz.


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Music by Bang, Honor,  Endresen
Poem by Paal-Helge Haugen

Poems by Paal-Helge Haugen and Nils Chr. Moe-Repstad

The CD release of Uncommon Deities isn’t a document of the installation, but a reinvention: the poems and Sylvian’s readings are placed in new settings by Jan Bang and Erik Honoré. The cofounders of the Punkt festival and close collaborators on the original installation, Bang and Honoré draw on new performances by the deeply sympathetic trumpeter Arve Henriksen and the startling, elemental singer Sidsel Endresen. These improvisations join live material captured at last year’s Punkt events, in a production that’s spacious and atmospheric, somber and escapist, light-hearted and steeped in history—a recording as rich as the ancestry of the work that inspired it.

The (official) video is by  Marc Atkins and Chris Bigg.

Ingar Zach - percussion sample
Erik Honoré - samples
Jan Bang - samples
Helena Tulve - string samples
Arve Henriksen - trumpet samples
Sidsel Endresen - vocals
David Sylvian - voice
Modesto Muñiz - remix

Lyrics

Once, in the beginning, he was a thought, without form or substance. Around this thought a membrane formed and a space where the thought could find nourishment.
He is older than everything, older than the world, older than himself. He is rooted in his primordial state. He is in the midst of all life and yet outside and apart. His one idea, spiralised in the core, is simple, easy to understand and therefor infinitely important.
It is the base of the very smallest form of life. In His haunts he is noticeable as a faint smell of ammonia. He loves everything that is small, and fears our greatness.
He doubts wheter humans exist; it could be superstition, a mythical relic of the ancient gods' tales by the celestial camp fire. He sees his reflection in the air, and sees himself as he is; a tiny creature among myriads of tiny things in the universe. He dreams of constructing a simple little soul for solitary cells. This is beyond his capacity and in his impotence he seeks refuge among the microbes.
We cannot find him there, with our immense microscopes.


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