Soundtrack from a theatre play 'Bėgūnė'

Šokio Scena

Atmosfera 3

Jungtis

Boso Atmosfera

Daiktų Scena

Phosphorescence - Soprano, Bass Clarinet & Piano (2023)

Programme Note:
Washed up on the bank of a river An Ghiorria lies still. Sweet balms of early-night cool the brook’s blunt touch as velvet ripples lap loose little spittles…then lost far down beneath the ebb.  
How many moments has the river run?  
How far to the eastern shore?  
How is life lived before the finish line? 

Phosphorescence is the fourth and final piece of Irlum Fluorphos: Iridescence, Luminescence and Fluorescence being the other three. 

Lyrics:
O, Soft, Silence 
Hold the glowing dawn: 
Moments of memory remote 
From the fold now 
Lilt as lights thrown aloft. 
Silence, O, Soft 
Below the boughs  
The brook sings its silted tune: 
Smooth white stones cast downstream 
Driftwood upon the foam.  
Soft, silence, O - 
Currents weave muddled reeds  
Along those sullied pools:  
Sudden stills the waters beat 
As Air escapes the day.   
__ 
Rheumy eyes, gummed shut. 
The sky a crease of fragile light. 
Onward the river flows 
Past its rusted shore. 
The iris dulls and stills again. 
Dew, now vapour cold, 
Demands another day’s rest. 
A motley coat o’peacock feathers 
Daubed upon the bank, quivering 
In the melancholy of mid-morning. 
Heavy clings the air’s skin’s mould. 
Aeosop’s odyssey now ended, 
The race must begin again - 
For another day follows the next 
And shall not repeat. 
__ 
Auricular above the horizon 
The Greywash churns unseen. 
Swiftly rises now the burning copse; 
Incandescent in joyous flames 
Of brilliant, searing light. 
Iridescent dreams of  
Luminescent serpents 
Writhing golden in perfect union. 
Fluorescent glows the mountain's heart: 
Phosphorescence floating mauve 
Against a deep blue sky: 
The Orchard burns anew.

Performers:
Helen Hancock - soprano
Christopher Moriarty - bass clarinet
Annalisa Monticelli - piano

Date Recorded : 30/9/23
Location : St.Anne's Church, Dublin

Phosphorescence - Soprano, Bass Clarinet & Piano (2023)

Live recording at the WFS Festival, Den Haag, 2024

the hidden world of everyday electronic objects (live recording)

g'wan, GET! [Interlude 1] - Live

Performers: Ensemble Getögon
Location: Rönnells Antikvariat, Stockholm
Date: 20/5/25

Programme Note:
Strike the drum and the goats shall dance!

Interlude 1 of the instrumental version of my ballet g'wan GET!

g'wan, GET! [Interlude 1]

22/8/25 
th’shallow earth grows, 
th’shallower it grows: 
Nothing to behold until 
th’horizon line.  

… 

At First Landing, when Deliria crashed into the planet that was to become Delirium, an immense impact crater was created. Molten rock flowed up and out from the impact site, cooling to form the mountain walls of Deliria’s Cradle.  

On the opposite pole of Delirium, Deliria’s impact caused the planet to bulge outwards, creating a series of jagged elevations forced upward from the barren rock. Over time, as Deliria’s lifecycle began to terraform Delirium, the oceans filled, and these elevations gradually became a series of atolls, islands and lagoons. Deliria’s deepest mycelia grew through the planet’s crust and began to fruit from these scattered archipelagos. Once they broke ground, Deliria’s roots then calcified - crystallizing into towering, translucent sporophores, rising silent atop these distant islands. 

Their function is to call up the myst from the surrounding seas. This myst then gathers above the 
shoreline, swirling into greatwinged magïma that call out and soar inland only then to release their rain across the land. 

¤ ¤ ¤ 

We find ourselves on one such island. Here, nestled in a secluded cove, two of Deliria’s crystalline sporophores tower above our beach. To our backs, beyond the sloping white sands, rises the dark canopy of the island’s dense jungle; seeded by Deliria’s terraforming over eons past. 

This inlet is shallow; thick, chalky reefs peer at us from beneath the lapping waters. Rockpools kept warm in the twilightdawn of Delirium’s star harbour life in all its strangest forms. Magïma plash and play just out beyond the surf. Between these two towers - a carved basin. 
Polished by the waves’ ceaseless motion, we are drawn to its pearlescent strangeness. Approaching it, the bowl begins to swirl; sloshing water filling and evaporating in the presence of the sporophores. The myst reaches for us - 

In a moment, our cove is gone. Around us, nothing but an open, rocky plateau of primeval Delirium. Before us, the ground rolls down to perfect blackness: beyond the reach of our star’s soft tendrils. Sublimated rockdust and fungal spores mingle thick in the air about us, as an endless rain slicks the rock beneath our feet glossy and reflective. From our vantage other such peaks break above the gloom below. Upon them, glistering proto-sporocarps ignite and smoulder to coals. 

A sound –  

Turning, the jungle sighs a creaking reluctance. The foliage parts and from its shaded boughs comes The Fool, riding upon an emu. The air clots thick about this apparition as the striding bird calls out toward the cove.  

All at once, a mystmusic of rockbells and boneflutes rises up from all of this place. Magïma leap from the shallows and join the motley spectre in joyous procession. Raising a glass sceptre of borages, The Fool leads all away and down the sandy beach, receding slowly from sight.

th'Liquescent Shallows

Soundtrack for the theatre play Shopping and Fucking by Mark Ravenhill, adapted and directed by Luka Žiobakaitė

Briony theme 1.5

Christopher Moriarty
Clarinetist, Composer
Co-founder of Ensemble Getögon

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