(Let the Water Run its Course) to the Sea that Made the Promise is somewhere between a game, a ritual and an exorcism in which two men and two women enact fragments that might come from their lives, their loves and possible deaths. The space for the performance is a wooden construction resembling a dilapidated factory. A voiceover text frames the piece in a broken poetical slang, describing the life and death of a man and a woman in an ever-changing and dangerous urban space. The live performers use a gibberish language of cries, mumbles and whispers – the shapes and passions of language without the details.
Low quality single-camera performance documentation recorded at the Leadmill, Sheffield, 1991, 70 mins. approx.
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