Bronhitis - s/t demo (2007)

 Tape recordings, bass, metronome and voice. Recorded in 2007.

1) Nikotin

2) Fani
Today, he’s going to sit next to me.
He sat next to me yesterday.

Sunday… I saw… Janez, the priest.
Sunday… I saw… Janez, the priest.

Condolences, she was sick.
What can you do, what can you do.
Won’t be coming this week. Condolences.

3) Ultrazvočnik

Poslala je vabilo na žur. Podpisala je sebe, moža, psa in »otročička«. Na naslovnico je prilepila fotokopijo ultrazvočnega posnetka svojega trebuha. Na posnetku je gibanje, teža, mnogo zvezd v nôči. Prosojnost in snov, ki se iz vsake točke širi na nešteto novih: oblak, dim, pepel, pesek obenem. Obrnila se bo od znotraj navzven. Njena mehkoba se bo strdila v kožo nekoga, ki bo od znotraj spet ves mehak.

… naj diha z mravljami in troti. Naj bo nikogaršnji. In naj ne bodo žalostna telesa deklet, ki se nikoli ne bodo nabreknila v najdaljši čudež. Naj ostanem v zavetju trebuha, rok, misli. Naj se ne zgostim v človeka, temveč v pepel ali pesek. A če že: potem naj bom iztegnjena roka, ki v bolečini in radosti, kot pravijo, gre svojo pot.

Ultrasound Speaker
She sent an invitation to her party. Signed herself, her husband, their dog as well as their “baby”. Glued a photocopied ultrasound image of her belly to it. There is movement, weight, there are many stars on that image. Transparency and matter, spreading from each point to numerous others: a cloud, smoke, dust and sand all at once.

She is going to turn inside out. Her softness will harden into skin for someone who is going to be all soft on the inside again.

…let it breathe with ants and drones. Don’t let it belong. And don’t let girls’ bodies sadden if they may never swell to the shape of the longest miracle. Let me stay in the shelter of bellies, arms, thoughts. Don’t let me thicken into a person but into ashes or sand. And if I do: let me be a hand stretched out, one that, as they say, walks its own path in both pleasure and pain.

4) Reka v temi 
Reka v temi je močvirje.
Meglice hrumijo.
Nad mostom – tišina.

Ob šestih zabrnijo stroji.
Pogovarjamo se kriče.
Mož ob stroju posluša bitje svojega srca.
Bum-bum, bum-bum, bum-bum.


The River at Dawn
The river at dawn is a swamp.
Haze hums.
Above the bridge -- silence.

At six, the machinery roars.
We talk screaming.
Machine man listens to his heart beat.

Bum-bum, bum-bum, bum-bum.
Bum-bum, bum-bum, bum-bum.

5) Nerve