Baśń o Budowniczym Gór / The Tale of the Mountain Builder
The Tale of the Mountain Builder is a seven-part fairy-tale audio drama set across the city. At seven locations, children’s and youth choirs will present site-specific compositions and performance interventions that together form a coherent whole. Each has grown out of cooperation between the choirs and invited composers and performers, working under the direction of their conductors. Together, they crown months of effort, research and experiment conducted both in rehearsal rooms and within the living fabric of the capital.
Bringing a fairy-tale world to life at selected sites in Warsaw, the audio drama continues Spacee®opera’s exploration of the borderlands between city and nature. We listen closely to the sounds of the natural world and to the soundscape of the built urban environment. Over the centuries, human activity has brought nature under its sway; yet in unexpected places nature repeatedly makes its presence felt. Some of its manifestations result from human intervention, while others arise through natural processes by which human-made environments are gradually reclaimed by nature, if only on a microscopic scale. Many people dream of moving to the woods; meanwhile, animals are increasingly making cities their home. Where these two worlds meet, compelling stories emerge—in music as well as in words.
In The Tale of the Mountain Builder, we conjure a fantasy of spectacular structures rising amid the wild. We contemplate cities springing up among dense forests, rivers shaping human settlements, and mountains of glass raised by extraordinary machines. One day in September, the Mountain Builder’s caravan will set out across contemporary Warsaw, following a route through familiar places we pass every day, where the human and the natural coexist. The journey invites us to consider how essential it is to live alongside nature, which inhabited the sites of our settlements long before skyscrapers appeared. Can the music of the city ever be complete if birdsong and the rustling of leaves fall silent?
Amadeusz Nosal