JACK – PREMIERE NEXT FESTIVAL NOV 24

That drum pattern you heard from the kitchen, giving you the courage to get up and dance (and sit down because you’re drunk). That riff in the headphones of your subway neighbour, that makes you feel like doing drugs in the morning. In a horrible song that plays on your car radio, that unexpected chord progression that sinks your heart, leaving you wondering why. That thumping sound fading away when you leave the club alone and happy.

Our characters gather in a deserted discotheque, like Alcoholics Anonymous, whose substance abuse is sound, and the way it brings trouble in their life. They meet and talk things out, discuss listening contexts that they fear and long for. It’s group therapy, talking on the edge of the hardest music there can be, while the resident DJ plays heavily-edited, deconstructed versions of the sound experience they are referring to.

With 2000 people in a club, with three drunk cousins in a hotel room, or alone in one’s headphones : we build a relationship. We fix with sound what was once broken by music. We work on dealing with unnecessary personal drama, by singing our hearts out. This is not a dance piece, it’s a conversation piece for people who can’t dance.