Tired with all these, for restful death I cry,
As, to behold desert a beggar born,
And needy nothing trimm’d in jollity,
And purest faith unhappily forsworn,
And guilded honour shamefully misplaced,
And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted,
And right perfection wrongfully disgraced,
And strength by limping sway disabled,
And art made tongue-tied by authority,
And folly doctor-like controlling skill,
And simple truth miscall’d simplicity,
And captive good attending captain ill:
Tired with all these, from these would I be gone,
Save that, to die, I leave my love alone.
— LXVI. Sonnet by William Shakespeare
Being tired doesn’t mean we’re not on our journey to calmness anymore.
DustCats:
“While in Thailand a while ago, I made a lot of field recordings, but after returning, I had no idea how to put them together. Meanwhile, Hye-gang, a friend from Korea with whom I’d already collaborated on Ashes and Kalpa, sent me her recordings, where she reads a Wordsworth poem and Shakespeare’s Sonnet 66. Very ASMR. And the lyrics are full of pain and frustration (but also with a touch of light), definitely something that stays with me in the summer. William doesn’t age at all. I also experimented with a generating drone that combined six different samples, which could be controlled using sliders and macros in Ableton. All the samples were Thai ones. All this, combined, resulted in a 35-minute suite recorded at once. Plus, the cover and video were recorded in Jelenia Góra using a microscope attachment on my phone. Everything is connected somehow.”
Field recordings: Bangkok, Thailand
Voice recording: South Korea
Music recording: Wrocław, Poland
Cover artwork & video: Jelenia Góra, Poland
Poets, whose words always resonate: Great Britain
Hye-gang – voice, poem selection
DustCats – music
Video