TYJ
2015
Conception
Alina Bilokon I Lea Rault
Interpretation
Alina Bilokon I Lea Rault I Jeremy Rouault
Lyrics & Music
Alina Bilokon I Lea Rault I Jeremy Rouault
(except: syncopation by tom dissevelt and kid baltan & penthesilee of Heinrich Von Kleist)
light design sound regie
costumes PICTURES
objects design artistic collaboration
lucie le guen arnaud stephan & radouan mriziga
TYJ. Piece where three solos happen bound together by a search of a place to take a stand. Place where metaphors and allegories are the most used figures in manufacturing of an object that indicates rather than embodies the meaning.
TYJ. Three figures - bound by tacit agreement - construct a tale made of dance, music and poetry to give an articulated form to lyricism.
TYJ. Place where audience have a choice to observe & experience or interpret & understand, by shifting a focus from the 'singing & playing bodies’ corporeality to fgures that emerge from this movement.
Production: Pilot Fishes
Co-Production: Theatre de la Ville - Paris I La Passerrelle - Scene Nationale de Saint Brieuc I Musee de la Danse - Centre choregraphique national de Rennes et de Bretagne I Le Triangle, Cite de la Danse - Rennes I Danse a tous les etages - Rennes I Itineraire Bis, Association de Developpement Culturel et Artistique des Cotes d'Armor
Support: Ministere de la culture et de la communication / DRAC bretagne au titre de l'aide à la creation I La Region Bretagne I conseil general des cotes d'armor I Teatro Municipal do Porto - Rivoli . Campo Alegre (PT) I La Metive - Lieu de Residence de Creation Pluridisciplinaire en Creuse (FR) I O Espaco do Tempo - Montemor o Novo (PT) I Collectif Danse Rennes Metropole (FR) I WP Zimmer - Antwerp (BE) I gouvernement - Gent (BE)
This piece won 3rd and Audience awards in Danse Elargie contest organised by Theatre de la Ville - Paris and Musee de la danse - Rennes.
Here & Hot
(Alina Bilokon)
oh God. let me be here
let me be hot. oh God
I’m not ready. God
where is my skirt. oh God
oh God. just let me be here let me be hot
give me advice. oh God
I can not do this without it
oh please. just give me advice
because you definitely know what I need
I will behave
I will be brave
I will be straight
oh God. just let me be here let me be hot
I'm wondering about result
of this way of time spending. oh God
it's not working when I'm on my own
you should rule me with your iron rod
it’s time for advice!
you are the only one knowing how this should be
can you be more specific, oh dear
your wisdom is overwhelming
I will behave
I will be brave
I will be straight
oh God, just let me be here let me be hot
look at this overflowing positivism!
Lyrics & Texts for TYJ
Penthésilée
(Heinrich Von Kleist)
Elle freine la course fougueuse de son cheval,
La poussière s'élève autour d'elle,
Et le visage radieux tourné vers la cime,
Elle mesure un instant la paroi :
Son cimier lui-même, comme s'il s'effrayait,
La tire par le crâne violemment en arrière :
Puis tout à coup lâchant les rênes,
On la voit, prise de vertige, presser à la hâte
Son front cerné par le flot des cheveux
Dans ses deux petites mains.
Bouleversées par cette étrange vision,
Toutes les vierges s'affairent autour d'elle,
La suppliant avec des gestes ardents et insistants ;
L'une qui semble être une proche parente
L'entoure de son bras, tandis qu'une autre,
Encore plus décidée, saisit les rênes :
On veut de force l'empêcher d'avancer,
[…]
Ecoutez.
Vaines sont les tentatives pour la retenir,
Elle repousse avec douceur et fermeté
Les femmes, et d'un trot nerveux
Elle va et vient le long de la paroi :
Cherchant si quelque sentier étroit ne s'offrirait
A son désir qui n'a pas d'ailes ;
Puis on la voit, l'enragée,
Escalader la paroi rocheuse,
Frayant dans son désir ardent, sa voie,
Pleine de l'espoir insensé d'attraper
La proie prise dans les rets.
Après avoir tenté les crevasses les plus douces
Que la pluie a creusées dans la roche,
La pente, elle le voit, est impraticable ;
Mais comme privée de jugement, elle revient sur ses pas
Et reprend l'escalade comme au commencement.
Et s'élance, l'infatigable, en effet,
Sur des sentiers que le pas du marcheur éviterait,
S'élance tout près du bord supérieur de la cime,
Un rien l'en sépare ; et alors qu'elle se tient
Sur un bloc de granit qui n'offre pas plus de place
Qu'il n'en faut à un chamois pour se tenir,
Terrifiée par les rochers qui se dressent autour d'elle,
Elle n'ose plus faire un pas, ni en avant ni en arrière ;
Les cris angoissés des femmes percent l'air :
Elle précipite soudain cavale et cavalière,
Parmi les roches qui se détachent avec fracas,
Comme si elle chutait dans l'Orcus,
Jusqu'au pied de la paroi rocheuse,
Et ne se rompt pas le cou mais n'apprend rien non plus,
Se relève et repart à l'assaut de l'escalade.
Powers Over My Matters
(Alina Bilokon)
I want you to be sure of what I am doing now
Look, I’m standing, I’m singing, I’m dancing
Made of sterner stuff, strict and severe
My sharp eyes are missing nothing
Our story is like a class warfare
We are playing in different leagues
You are sitting in your orthopedic chair
I am weeping my crocodile tears
We never will feel satisfied
Cause you are meant to do something special
Only your generosity - is what I like
Exercise of your powers over my matters
Tell where are your thoughts right now
On your lover’s chest, on seaside, at home
They’re connected to your real desires
I know you pretend you are an admirer
Oh, Me. I dream of a day in SPA
Some private SPA. Where I am alone
Where I don’t need to look at other’s beauties
SPA. Where oily rubbing will make me moan
It’s the only thing we have in common
We always want to be somewhere else
I can not really lean on your empathy
We will always be like berries and bears
And we never will feel satisfied
Cause you’re meant to do something special
Only your generosity - is what I like
Exercise of your powers over my matters
ONTOP
(Léa Rault)
I'm delighted to submit.
To Who's on top.
I'm the lion the one you can squeeze, you can bite.
But who will cry if I abandon you?
And will you cry if I abandon you?
I'm delighted to submit. Who's on top?
Don't worry, I'll come back.
From your top position, you can't see anything,
And I see your ass, your fragile neck and chin.
And I see your strength in a square position.
And I see your standing in a fragile motion.
You think I'm a fool but I'm the happiest.
I spend lazy days lying and topless.
But my eyes are aware of your little tricks.
And one day you will see where I suddenly fit.
Who eats Who
(Alina Bilokon)
gaze is directed to very Apex ones
at first it’s common to feel like a Zebra facing mouthy Lions
letting their Foxes contemplate my Hares
is the only way to keep upgrading trophic levels
and the great leap forward may occur
big run for scarce resources is beginning
fight for rank and access to reproduction
big in-bud contest for clique integration
symbiotic relationship become prospective
the living together of unlike organisms
interspecies friendships get into perspective
awkward interaction mechanisms
Zebra. striped coat horse
popular in form of rug, once it’s dead
submitted to stress, but very briefly
that’s why it gets no ulcers. Sapolsky said
she likes to share her space with Ostrich
largest living flightless bird
the great reality avoider
its head in sand is often buried
they work effectively together
from each other’s strength they benefit
one can see and other hear & smell the danger
together they avoid the threat
Hyenas are frightening and worthy of contempt
laughing and giggling they scavenge and hunt
with short back legs and drooling jaws
popular tale tells they can hypnotize
some real thugs are having them as pets
spotted females dominate their males
competing for the top-spot in predators league
with Lions the Queens
Crocodiles ambitious hunter
energy efficiency makes them go for bigs
Gustav large male from Burundi
in Ruzizi river had 300 men for meals
cricket eat grass
frog eat cricket
hawk eat frog
hawk eat mouse
mouse eat grass
mouse eat cricket
snake eat mouse
hawk eat snake
snake eat rabbit
rabbit eat grass
wolf eat rabbit
wolf eat deer
deer eat grass
THE BEND
(Léa Rault)
This is our love, for fathomless love.
My poise is my trademark,
Don't take it personal, I am enjoying it.
This is our love, for fathomless love !
I look at myself hurling my joy off the cliff, and I laugh,
Rubbing my heart against stones, Orcus smoothering my strange moves,
I've made up a whole story, worry, I've whirled and I've swapped roles, poles.
We've been taming each others, performing gaze,
Playing games, joking with the maze, like life depends on it !
Eating pleasures,
Pleasures to eat !
Oh, I'm offering myself to you,
But always seeking a place that is mine,
I've spinned and I've stormed out of given awes, I
want to have goose pimples, you know ?
Ungraspable.Available. Capable.Adorable. Desirable. Laughable. Unsuitable. Lovable.
I've stood in the song, the space is filled with joy,
my lines, squares, circles create new zones,
where the lion seeks his own path, that is mine.
When one says : from afar it is something, too close it is nothing,
lion says : from inside it is thrilling !
Enjoying death even, I'm performing.
Like a good song, all over again.
14 - 15 June 2014 - Danse Elargie, Theatre de la Ville, paris, france - 10' version
4 October 2014 - La Festive, La Metive, moutier d'ahun, France - 10' version
4 December 2014 - Musee de la Danse, Rennes, france - 10' version
10 July 2015 - Rivoli, Porto, portugal - work in progress
4 september 2105 - Le triangle, rennes, France - work in progress
16 - 19 September 2015 - Theatre des Abbesses, Paris, france - premiere
17 december 2015 - Le Triangle, rennes, France
22 mars 2016 - La Passerelle, Saint-Brieuc, France