Agoraphobie de l’infini

Suddenly, in a quiet moment: dust, lacerations and sudden changes on other dimensions, transmitted by the voice that becomes a figure. Until it fades out, exploding into a thousand frayed fragments. A dramaturgy of the end, abrupt and strident, which between its edges finds subtle and curved landscapes in the total loss of the spirit.

Voice I: Riccardo Toccacielo

Voice II: Matilde Fratteggiani Bianchi

Presented at:

28/08/23 — Radiophrenia,(Glasgow, UK)
17/04/22 — Martini Elettrico, Conservatory G.B Martini, Bologna, (Italy)
26/06/21 — NYCEMF, New York (USA)
21/03/21 — Tama Music and Arts Festival, Tokyo (Japan)
08/07/20 — CRM, ArteScienza, Goethe-Institut, Rome (Italy)
04/09/20 — SIIDS, (Sound, Image and Interaction Design Symposium), Madeira, (Portugal)

Credits

Title: Agoraphobie de l’infini
Author: Riccardo Tesorini
Year: 2020
Duration: 5’00’’
Audio specs: Stereo, Quadraphonic, 5.1

Lyrics taken from ‘Pour en finir avec le jugement de Dieu’ by Antonin Artaud:

    Français
    J’ai appris hier (il faut croire que je retarde, ou peut-être n’est-ce qu’un faux bruit, l’un de ces sales ragots comme il s’en colporte entre évier et latrines à l’heure de la mise aux baquets des repas une fois de plus ingurgités)
    Là où ça sent la merde ça sent l’être.
    L’homme est malade parce qu’il est mal construit.
    Il faut se la décider à le mettre à nu pour lui gratter [...]
    [Urlé] Sans organes
    Je ne délire pas. Je ne suis pa [... ]
    Je veux dire:
    L’homme est malade parce qu’il est mal construit.
    Il faut se la décider à le mettre à nu pour lui gratter cet animalcule dieu,
    et avec dieu [... ]
    Ce qui est grave
    este que nous savons qu'après l’ordre
    de ce monde
    il y en a un autre.
    Nous ne le savons pas!
    [Murmuré]
    Le nombre et l’ordre des suppositions possibles dans ce domaine
    est justement
    l’infini!
  

    English
    I learned yesterday (one would think that I was lagging behind, or maybe it's just a false rumor, one of those dirty gossip that are spread between sink and latrine when it is the time to empty the vats of meals once more swallowed)
    Where you can smell the shit you can smell being.
    Man is sick because he is badly built.
    We must decide to lay him bare in order to scratch [...]
    [Scream] Without organs
    I am not delirious. I'm not [... ]
    I want to say:
    Man is sick because he is badly built.
    We must decide to lay him bare in order to scratch off this animalcule god,
    and with god [... ]
    What is serious
    is that we know that after the order
    of this world
    there is another one.
    We do not know it!
    [Whispered]
    The number and order of possible suppositions
    in this domain
    is precisely
    the infinite!
  