ORCHESTRA REHEARSAL
Ooooh! Go on...
...try it out
The acoustics are marvellous
It was an ancient oratory
Along there, are the tombs of 3 popes
...and 7 bishops
It's a graveyard in here
In 1871...
...this oratory became a true auditorium
...for both vocal and instrumental concerts
All the courts of Europe envied us for it
For its acoustics
Ooooh, hear it?
The sound is limpid, without echo
Ideal for listening to music
Without any reverberation
That podium was...
...for the world's great conductors...
...a mark of achievement
What musicians!
And the people!
There were ministers, ambassadors, clergy
They'd bring their own score...
...to follow the music
And what beautiful ladies... elegant
...audacious
Playing tricks again?
And the air was perfumed!
...there was another atmosphere...
The public today is no longer the same
I must be boring you with this chatter
Everything is in place
Beautiful, eh?
But I'm only the copyist, second fiddle to everyone
Another year...
...and off into retirement
I'll return...
...only to attend concerts
That yes!
I couldn't live without music
Good morning to one and all!
I heard some TV people are coming to do...
...a documentary about our orchestra. This beautiful...
...auditorium was once a church
...of the 13th century, as you must know
There, you can see ancient tombs and...
I already told them
Oh, I'm the first violinist
Good morning, Mirella
Can somebody help with this cover? It weighs a ton
Here, let me
Don't say anything. TV people are here
I'd like to know what they do with these chairs!
Dirty Filthy!
They'll break!
...Break wind!
I'm having a sauna at 4, no matter what
...a snake, a lion... about thirty positions in all
...but it's all a mental approach
There's no hurry...
...You're doing wonderfully
To me he looks worse than the last time
Oh, Professor, with us again!
I'll bet the Professor here...
...that within 4 months...
Professor, my Uncle Quintilio...
...ravished them all for sixty years straight
Big eater. Drinker. Exceptional stud
Everyone said: He can't last
Well, let me tell you, he's 93
...and still going strong
"One of Werther's sons?"
...begins with G
What rotten people you run into...
...the light turned green
...but he just stood there
I tapped the horn and said I was late for a rehearsal
Then, as if eyeing a turd, he says:
"What's there to rehearse? It's obvious..."
"...you'll never learn"
You're listening to the soccer game? Not me...
...l'm too nervous
Your barometer?
Let's see what old faithful says
Oh, it's gone up another 15%
...the prospects aren't too good for my violin
How's the octopus?
Ah, it's a battle! The thing's always there...
...lving in ambush
What a bitch!
Go ahead keep up this shit about my nightmares
Don't get pissed, Professor, it's bad for you
Our neurosis is the that's strangling us
We paid a fortune for him, but wasn't it worth it?
What's that?
A depressant
I've tried them all, no improvement
...perhaps worse
Why doesn't it play? - Iook...
Assholes!
"8 and a Half" is a psycho- analytical film? Get with it
Brush up! What's with you?
How can I play? Hey, barometer...
...put the chair where it belongs so I can play
No, sorry... It's too close to the stand.
I must sit there
I must. Be courteous I forgot...
...my glasses
I'm not here for courtesies, but to play!
I, here!
I, there!
This is my place
You're offensive... THERE!
...HERE!
You sick in the head? Stop it!
You stop!
Gentlemen, quiet...
...your attention please
A distinguished guest:
...Television
With technicians
...and director, for coverage
...of our orchestra rehearsal
...And interviews
You're better off if we're not interviewed
otherwise I'll tell
Tell what?
That you get a kickback
For your participation
...and your union representative agrees...
Compensation: Nix
No one made any agreement
It's a special job! For special rates!
It's not special
No, nothing doing!
We're not in agreement
Theoretically, we could even accept
...but not the Union
It's the usual hedging with State Television
that's never solved
Let your representative tell you
Calm down, people...
We're already poorly paid...
...but TV wants us for nothing
The public loves music and the ones who play it.
...but the minute it becomes a program...
For filming us, at least a token
...a gift
No one is obliged
...whoever grants the interview
...grants it. Who doesn't want, doesn't grant
How silly! Numbskulls!
Allow me to turn your attention to something...
What kind of representative are you?
What an insult! Dumb heads!
I dreamt there was a horse in my room
That's not good
...Though it depends on the horse's color
Shitheads!
You want to interview me?
I prepared it
...he helped me with it through
"The piano is like a king on a throne"
"lmmobile. One must go to it"
"Bow down. Near the stool to it"
"It's like a mythological creature"...his doing
"A room with a piano becomes its room"
"It's an instrument of royal courts"
What was that, Sir?
I said I once played at court
Before Victor Emanuel III
And you weren't shot?
I don't want a piano, I mean I have one but...
...it needn't be mine
All the pianos of the world are that piano
To play mine alone...
...would be limiting... would be restrictive
I think...
...that to realize one's self, one must...
...be aware
...that is, be more aware of people
...have more acquaintances
Okay! I'm from Marina di Pisa
...but I took up the flute in California
...Where's it's played sweeter, less violently
The flute is a delicate instrument
The most similar to the human voice
Even if they say that about the cello
...and saxophone
...and probably the drum!
It's funny because choral groups say...
...they sound like an instrument! But really...
...only the flute has that human quality
What a mysterious sound... supernatural!
It even tames wild beasts
Didn't Apollo use the flute to awaken the dead?
It's the instrument of magic spells, both solar and lunar
...why flutists are all so batty
It's true. That's what they say
Maybe because they blow and blow...
...and all that wind goes to their heads, right?
Everyone expects us to...
...do something strange, who knows why?
The trombone is a unique instrument
...with a grave voice, that admonishes with kindness
And also very comical, accompanying clowns
...as they squirt water and take falls
It's the instrument of angels!
That's true, in Renaissance paintings you'll see...
...angels with trombones
Received by the Lord to trombone music...
...fantastic
The trombone is the voice...
...of a solitary being
I love to listen to it along the beach
...in wintertime
I have nothing to say, really
I was looking at that hanging cobweb
5 or 6 yards long, isn't it?
With the trombones blowing...
...it swayed back and forth. Look, look, see it?
...the spider, up there?
...hanging from the thread?
See it?
Isn't it wonderful that we're here to make...
...a spider go on a swing
Take a look at it
That little spider...
...while the trombones played...
Can you spare a minute?
...for a frivolous question?
Is it true there are likes and dislikes
between instruments?
Absolutely, definite likes and dislikes
We get along with the bass
...because it keeps time, tight and even
Without flourishes, trills or "arpeggios"
The piano is a chatterbox
And violins bleed
In Italy they concentrate less on rhythm
More on singing. Neapolitans have a good sense of rhythm
They're the best drummers
Who invented the Tarantella? The Neapolitans
I'd say the rhythm instruments...
...are liked
...they got humor. Yeah, they're friendly
What he says is true
That air of sufficiency...
The condescending tone...
The haughtiness... of a violin, or a flute
...as it takes its place, just doesn't exist with us
Let a Neapolitan in an orchestra...
and what's he become? The tympanist, the drummer
...it makes him feel happy
A little rhythm even helps the Maestro...
to get unwound. Even the oboe
forgets that it's gloomy, and begins smiling
I don't want to be interviewed, or photographed
I don't want to be mistaken for someone else
Try asking him
Professor...
Would you mind answering?
Actually, you don't deserve it
Without compensation, I shouldn't bother. However...
...go ahead
Let's see... Tell me about your cello
It's one of the essential instruments of an orchestra
You might say that the violin and cello...
...are the foundations
...upon which all symphonic concerts are built
The pillars. Am I wrong? - Yes...
I'll explain the violin...
The 1st violin is the brain, the heart of the orchestra
And the clarinet is the cock!
Look, I'd say the cello comes close...
...to being the "ideal friend". It's...
...the true friend ...discreet, faithful.
Not like the violin
The violin is seductive, fascinating
...but deceiving
It's female
Oh, what horseshit!
You don't agree?
No, I don't agree, because for us the violin...
...is the most virile instrument in the orchestra
It's female!
Isn't "she" always seducing?
Well, if we want to play games...
...it's totally masculine
...it's penetrating, phallic!
I agree with my gentle colleague
It's not at all feminine, there's nothing...
...languid about it. It's vibrant and always modern
In the Conservatories it is still the preferred...
...instrument
The cello is chronically sad
The violin is the true diva of the orchestra
I was saying that the first violin...
...is the star of the orchestra
When unfortunately we have a conductor who doesn't keep...
...the tempo, and misses his cues
...one who lacks authority
...and we can tell immediately
as soon as he reaches the podium
...and raises the baton
It's the first violin... ...who controls the situation
...and guides the orchestra
...literally substituting... ...the conductor
Whose hand does the conductor shake
...when the applause comes?
The first violinist's
I once told a conductor:
"You're in love with brass"
"That's your speed: Bandmaster!"
How does that fit in?
Getting back to the cello, it's certainly
...an instrument that will never betray you
Once it has chosen you it remains faithful
The bassoon...
good for clowns
I owe everything to the violin.
It helped me take wing ahead of time
In what sense?
It helped me discover where dissonances lie
You're interviewing me? Then I'll go there
That's my place
Comb your hair before the red light goes on, Curly
Yes, certainly...
The clarinet?
It led me out of the fog of my hometown.
A village... ...in the Po Valley: Gazoldo
From August to April of the following year...
...it's invisible
The bell tower vanishes, the school vanishes... and
Let me explain: Thanks to the clarinet...
...I travelled the world. And even met...
...the great Toscanini, who told me:
"Bravo, young fellow, finally..."
"I hear a nice clarinet sound." His words
"Finally, I hear a nice clarinet sound!"
And you said? - What could I say
to a Toscanini who tells you:
"Bravo, finally I hear a nice clarinet sound"
What did he say?
Didn't you hear? "Bravo, young fellow..."
"finally I hear a nice clarinet sound"
Who was playing?
I was!
...a truly fantastic instrument
...engaging. Not only for its miraculous
...possibilities. With a trumpet...
...you can venture into incredible music acrobatics...
No! What's extraordinary...
...is that it allows you to express what's inside you
...joy, sadness... even silence
Claudio, you better talk to this guy
Pipe down, I'm being interviewed here!
A mistake... it happens
The trumpet is a passport to...
a greater dimension
Who plays it, understands
A dimension of fullness
Everything is more intense, more sublime
Ask any trumpet player... we're quite a few
Tell him how we trumpets study harder than anyone
What was that?
It's true
We spend hours making our lips supple
...before we begin playing
The margin of error allowed to other instruments
...isn't tolerated for the trumpet
Aren't the strings just as demanding?
A clinker on a trumpet is death
...it has become a mania... I can't sleep...
...l'm a sleepwalker...
They found me wandering outside in pajamas
...playing the trumpet
I'm always terrified of going sour
You've worked quite a lot...
Hey, "paragraph 9"! You've had it with me
You can go play in a jukebox
There's no muzzling in
without getting cleared through personnel
You understand?
Yes, I'm the Union Representative
for this category Glad to answer you.
We've freed musicians...
...from a state of intolerable servility
The music worker today has reestablished
...his dignity
He's not a minstrel, or the puppet
...of conductors and agents
But an integrated worker, conscious of his contribution
...to mass culture
How did we achieve this?
By safeguarding his prestige as a professional
...through union struggles
From equitable salary demands to...
...the elimination of mediators!
Keep quiet!
From reconstructing the organic whole...
of the orchestra
...to the shifting of progressive objectives...
I thought we agreed... What will I do with him...
A mouse!
There! Behind the painting
It's behind there. - It's huge!
There it is!
Don't kill it!
They're opening all the sewers
with their reconstructions
Burn it! You gotta burn it!
Let's fry it
Careful! Catch it
It won't die. It bites
I don't want to see it!
Let's stew it All right, throw it out.
You're disgusting
Hey! Are we insured against rats!
To your places!
In place! The Maestro's here
Our respects, Maestro
How terrible! Please, no time now
Put out dat light. Ja, I know...
...you from TV, but I'm against it
Oboe!
My feet are freezing
I forgot my wool booties at home
Why you interested in rehearsals?
This is a workshop. Or it should be
...where we try to put something together
What are we doing now?
...trying to construct something
Exactly for what purpose, I've...
...never understood. You excuse me now
We will talk after
That light, please
The strings, only strings
Violins, what's wrong, had an argument?
Everyone is playing...
...for himself. Maybe because
...you belong to different parties?
Why bother answering him?
Attention...
Stop! Stop!
With finesse! We're not in Amusement Park
Sentiment, but with elegance. You're violins
...not trumpets!
Flute, it's an E-flat
...not natural
Here it says E natural
It's an E-flat
It's E natural
Correct it...
For you it's always the copyist's fault!
Clarinet, not... uhaaa!
...more delicate, poetic
Why laughing?
...not comic
Maestro, the whole phrase is hilarious
Composer's intention was not hilarity
You laugh uselessly
Listen...
Even he's laughing
It's very funny
You're funnier than the music
I'm sending you 4 clarinets
Even if you need 1, you gotta take 4
After, I'll tell you later
Why didn't I stay in California?
Where are we?
...on a soccer field?
Take me for an umpire?
Too strong! Too penetrating!
Castrate yourselves
He's right... the brass was too loud
He's a riot!
Put the sheets back, go on
I'm also sending a certain Ciccio Calamida
He plays nothing, but you gotta take him
because the undersecretary...
Why did he do that?
To give us a little break?
...many thanks
Remember the one who threw his watch at me?
Tomorrow, though. If it's 400 I'll give you 20%
Sunday at the beach and bring the kid
Let's try the "Gallopade"
...from no. 15
Alt! You got fear of strings?
Or low blood pressure? Da capo!
Alt! Oboe, too invading!
...give room to the others. Da capo!
You tickle the strings
...you must slice! Saw!
May I ask a question?
Do you know what you're here for?
I want compact sound. Da capo!
That's it! Like that
Go on!
I don't hear! More life
Let me hear the bass!
Don't fall behind! Weiter!
Genauso! Break through!
...ACHTUNG!
Toscanini clarinet, please be so kind...
...to repeat alone last four bars
...from no. 82
No, I played it once then twice. The third time...
...by myself is against union regulations
The passage must be executed by the entire orchestra
What's he running, a school?
I'd think less about unions and more...
...about music
And yet I insist
If Wagner had to worry about
...unions and strikes
...nix music and operas
It's not the union's fault if he wrote lousy music
Ja... there's no peace
...no calm, no silence
It's a shit life
Smear that shit on your baton and then
...give it a lick
From 5-3-0
The saxhorn, please
What was that?
Saxhorn?
Not here
Meaning what?
I don't know. He's not here
He "couldn't" come, why is that?
You asking me?
I'll restate it
Not he "couldn't", but he "wouldn't" come...
...in protest
With the Union's approval
So who plays, somebody's sister?
Leave our sisters alone
...let's keep the families out
You said, "somebody's sister"
I only meant a...
...hypothetical saxhorn sister
I don't grasp such subtle humor
You just worry about your baton
...and we'll take care of our relatives
All right then, from 5-2-0
Not now
The orchestra is upset
...I doubt they can continue rehearsing
What the devil do you want from me?
See me lose my mind, you want?
You want my ass?
Here, you got it!
The orchestra will take a double break
...20 minutes
The conductor? He's not too bad
Bit hysterical, but within reason
There's no need for conductors like that
A metronome's better
The public should sit in with us
They'd hear the orchestra as if watching a...
...battle in a movie
...or watching a real battle
Ascetic. Tormented. Authoritative
Magnetic... the identity of a great conductor!
Then there are the mystics, the priest-like
The acrobatic
How 'bout that lion tamer?
He'd turn into a harp, a violin, the drum
...a kettledrum, even the bassoon, what a riot!
When there's a TV camera...
...you can't shut up
My Maestro up there has to look at me
...otherwise I'm jealous
I'm on camera?
"We're the lilies of the valley"
"We're pure Romans"
...who's got friends? Who sees anybody?
You come in, punch a card
...and pick it up later
It's a factory
Me?
I thought I'd tour the world with this
...but I'm always here
I'm sick of it...
...this ridiculous fart horn...
It makes me feel useless, it should be eliminated
What's it good for?
It can even be dangerous
I give my all to shape a sound
...and out comes another fart
I think...
...it's the very symbol of obtuseness
...of a stolid mentality
Of those relationships...
...in an orchestra, that inhibit
...any sort of contact
I wanted to say that many of us are from the provinces
What province?
I'm from Naples: "Vaffanculo"
The actual truth though
...is that we're limited
...culturally
We've no real interests in anything
We spend our lives with a piece of wood or tin
...blowing away, or plucking
Blow your philosophy someplace else
Anyway...
All your gabbing about
...Unions, the organic whole, politics
...brass section, strings
...this or that conductor
...couldn't interest me less
Because I can't get it up anymore
That's the real tragedy
Drink, drink, it's great for the liver and the brain
Just a drop of wine...
...picks me up
A little drop can't hurt
It's whiskey, I saw it
...and I even smell it
Each to his own vices. Better to drink...
...than go molesting little girls
They'll catch you one day. That's worse...
...than whiskey
I didn't choose the tuba
...it chose me
I loved the trumpet. It gave me goose pimples
You remember in the army...
...when they played taps
I'd get a lump in my throat
...and then go AWOL.
I'm very sensitive
All art makes me cry
And that's not all...
At times I could die
Why?
The world is evil
Now I miss my father!
What the fuck you saying?
Let's talk about the instrument
The fact that everybody refused it, moved me
Poor tuba... like a stray dog
I felt akin to it
...sad, and solitary...
It's awkward like me
We had to get together
And we did. I did well, it was destiny!
...l'm attached to it
...we're true friends
When things are down we go by the window
...look up at the moon
...and play a little solo from Verdi
Like to hear it? Eh?
A little piece, why not
People react and interpret sounds, each in their own way
It's a personal thing
An F-sharp, or a B-flat
...can make some people swoon
...and others vomit. That's the way the ball bounces
Yes, true
What a magnificent instrument the oboe is
It's the oldest of all
...invented by the Chinese
The most difficult
The most delicate
...and most alone
We oboists are isolated
Envied, even disliked
The orchestra has to reckon with the oboe
The oboe sets down the laws
The oboe established the diapason
...between the highest pitch
...and the lowest
It's owing to this privilege
...that the violin hates the oboe
...and the oboe the violin
It's an instrument
...of great spirituality
He who plays it, develops...
...a sort of special power
An interior vision
...which permits him
...to perceive the color of sound
I play...
...and see
...an aura of gold
...luminous
...the color of sunlight...
like a spreading reflection It's true...
I once saw a thing...
...like a long streamer
A supernatural experience!
Let him hear. You care to hear?
Certainly, if you're not bored
Maestro? Excuse me
Another minute...
...he's taking a shower
With the permanent conductor they once had...
...the musicians didn't carry on like this
Everyone wore a tie!
You were in trouble if you didn't
Now I wouldn't be surprised if they soaked their feet...
...while playing. We had a strict rule
Whoever went flat or missed his cue
...had to play standing
For the length of the entire concert
...as punishment
What? Sessions? Hour shifts?
...you worked all night
Ah, how often I had to wait till dawn
And the musicians, at dawn, dead tired...
...would applaud the conductor
...and thank him
Oh, he was phenomenal
...he conducted with eyes closed, as if in a trance
...and yet saw everything. How?
When he had to give a player a calling down
...he could find words that would skin him alive
And make him ill for a month
And with his baton? Such lashings...
...on the hands and fingers of those players
who made a mistake
It would hiss!
Yet, you know something? They were happy
...for those hand raps
They'd come up like school children
...hands held out and say:
"My fault"
"Hit me too... Me too, I was wrong"
Those were the days!
You see what he's doing?
TAKE YOUR STICK AND CONDUCT MY PRICK
You think that's right?
Maybe now it's right
No one knows anymore
Maestro, there are...
What else you want to know?
I ask you: Does music exist? No?
Then the world doesn't exist. Only our habits do
You may go...
What meaning has music today?
You think people know what music is?
They consider themselves intelligent because they feel
...emotion in the gut. They're participating
Beethoven makes them feel like knights in armor
Some seem to be jumping out of their seats
When I'm conducting, I'm always feeling ridiculous
As if dead. I feel like a ghost
Better I don't say these things. Cancel it!
Today nothing is forgiven. One must be...
...always intelligent
So let us say: Music is... ...the world
When I conduct I own the world.
I am a king
You want to know really how I feel?
Like a sergeant who must go kicking...
...everybody in the ass
But absurd laws forbid me...
...to be a sergeant
Certainly we have taken advantage of
our privileged positions
Excuse me...
Ach, warm as usual
...no ice
Talent is the child of whims and eccentricity
I once asked a musician to remove his ring
...the twinkling of the stone bothered me
And this seemed a caprice, the whim of a divo
That may even be
But an exuberant character for an artist
...is a vital charge
...for leading others, for interpreting symphonies
Prosit
But now this unique charge of the conductor
is being contested
The musicians?
...don't look at them, don't see them
Sometimes they have unbearable face
I'd put...
...a screen in front of some of them
They're like wild dogs
With wild eyes... No!
Better cancel that too
...or they shoot my legs
The time of greatness is "Kaputt"
I remember the first time I took my place at the podium
My first, great impression was...
...the enormous silence that fell before me
As I signalled to begin...
...I suddenly realized, with great emotion,
that my conductor's baton
...was tied to the sound of the orchestra
lts voice came from within my hand
It would pull the orchestra out of silence
...and to silence make it return
This voice would rise...
...like a sea wave together with my arm
...moving through the air like a bird's wing
And when my arm lowered, this harmonic voice...
...would fade again into silence
But now everyone is equal, and I should resemble...
...the first violinist with his butcher's hands
So I have fits of rage
And buy houses
Two in America
One in Tokyo, in London, and Berlin...
In Paris, no houses. That's because...
I do not go along with the music of France
That's why, maybe, the Customs at Orly...
...is always frisking me
...from head to foot
You have your interview? That's enough
You say "the conductor" but this word...
...has no meaning anymore
A true conductor is like a priest
He must have a church... with believers
...but when the faithful all become
...atheists...
I remember Koplensky my great maestro
...I was first violinist
When he took the podium, everything was silence
He would only look around...
...distractedly. But he already knew
...every line of the score in front of him
He was music personified
And we followed him happily, with absolute reverence
To enact the rite of transubstantiation
...to change the wine into blood...
...the bread into flesh...
You laugh?
...I hope not
Music is always sacred
Every concert is a Mass
We were enthralled, and we...
...would forget all worries...
...at the first sign of his baton
...We were but one breath, we and our instruments
...a single vital force
He would begin!
Nothing was more beautiful than his authority
We trembled...
...at the thought
...of a mistake in performing this rite
An overwhelming emotion
...an immense happiness
We could feel...
...our joy transmitting itself
...to the audience, which was immobile, holding its breath
We didn't watch the conductor it wasn't necessary
He was there, and we knew it
...we felt it
He was... within us
...so much love passed between him and us
A love which you can see...
...is now lost
I and my musicians only feel diffidence for each other
The doubting...
...which destroys belief
And then there's a lack of respect
There's resentment. Because something has been lost
...never to be found
That's how we play together
United by a mutual hatred
...like a family in ruin
Maestro, the lights have gone out
I know
What now?
The break is over, we rehearse!
Go ahead, walk. Light my way
"Conductor, conductor..."
"Conductor, no more!"
"You'll only conduct us Bowed to the floor"
Claudio... you gotta do something
Now, the other eye!
Boys, what are you doing?
...listen
"Conductor, conductor... Conductor, no more"
"You'll only conduct us Bowed to the floor"
Conductor no more! No conducting allowed!
We were idiots...
...to study
...to spend a lifetime in a Conservatory
That's right!
We don't need conductors, don't need music
Nothing. Just a ring...
...in our nose like savages
Music is a public service. It belongs to everyone
Without class distinction
Maestro...
...how did this happen?
"Conductor, conductor..."
"Conductor no more"
"You'll only conduct us Bowed to the floor"
What are you doing?
You're crazy!
How nice...
...you're all sweated...
"Conductor, Conductor..."
What's falling here?
What's happening? - Worse yet, you're shifty,
and corrupt. You've been bought
You signed too
I'm reporting you the Association. Immediately
Down with music power!
Down with assembly line music!
It's gotta stop!
Stop!
Take a look, what's on my head?
Let me taste
What is it you want?
Moron, it's raining!
I'll not be insulted!
What's he doing?
Look at how one can ruin his life...
Again...
Another?
Down with the baton!
Music belongs to us!
You don't exist! Who is he?
I ask you, who is he?
He doesn't exist. And if he does, he shouldn't!
There's blood. Wretches! Madmen!
"You're fucked, you're through"
"It's all over for you"
May I sit down for the interview?
I was first aware of the harp...
...in a dream. I was very little
I didn't know what to think...
...of that small gold cage
One day, in a book...
...I saw Nero, and Rome that was burning
...and the instrument I had dreamt
And then in a perfumed calender there was...
...an angel flying and he played the same harp...
...of my dreams
The harp!
For me it's a human presence
I couldn't live in a house without a 60 harp
I'd never fall asleep if I didn't know...
...it was nearby in the next room
At times hands seem to run across it
I hear it play
...it could be the wind
The harp is my very life
Not only for what I have earned
...but it's my refuge
...my friend
I've always lived alone. No men
No one
...only the harp
We confide, we talk...
...it answers me, I receive sensations
...fantasies... an overwhelming sense of joy
...and of sadness
Mostly, it gives one...
...faith
You become aware...
...that other dimensions exist
A child once asked:
"Where does music go when it's over?"
...only a child could ask that
"Orchestra - terror Conductor - death"
"Orchestra - terror Who plays is a traitor"
Here's our new conductor!
Long live the Metronome!
"Metronome metronomous... Musicians - autonomous"
"Musicians at last freed from the past"
Down with the metronome. We'll establish...
...the tempo, the rhythm, the cadence
We've had enough of their music
...it's degrading! We play it, we'll create it,
we'll manage it
I'll not...
...be directed by anyone!
Death!
...to the metronome!
Idiot! Give me that gun
...gimme
You're hurting me. I have a permit
Look in my wallet
All right let's see it
...in his name
A regular firearm permit
Get up...
A Smith & Wesson!
Look up there... up there!
Look!
Everything's...
...crumbling!
Help me...
Oh, why?
...you are here...
...and I'm here...
Everyone must give undivided attention to his instrument
...that is all we can do now
Somebody can help me?
...please
The notes are saving us
Music saves us
Hang on to the notes
Follow the notes
...one after the other...
In the way my hand...
...can indicate
We are musicians...
You are musicians...
...and we're here
...to rehearse
Have no fear. The rehearsal continues
To your places!
In place, please
...thank you...
You must do less coloring with sounds
Noise is not music
Not a trolley car, I heard pots and pans
Where are we?
...one a soccer field? You think I'm an umpire?
And where has the brass gone?
What's happened to your little lungs?
Where is all your breath?
...used it for stupid chatter?
Sustain the notes!