Sailor

On the last day of our time in the Kvindemuseet, Line handed me a simple bass line and the text of a love poem written to her by her first husband, a fellow sailor, and asked me to improvise a simple sea song on these haunting words. Overlaid with distant fog-horn sounds from blown tuned bottles, the song became part of our performance that evening.

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~ by splittheopera on 02/09/2011.

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