Character.

What if I were to, unexpectedly, let out a roar? Long-dawn-out and loud, to the surprise and deepening embarrassment of the witnesses. A roar that would be neither desperate, nor wild, out of place; impossible to ignore or categorise. Incessant. Awkward, unsightly. Without content. Then quiet down, for a moment, to take a breath. And then roar again, in new registers and new figurations. What then?


The Girl-Machine spoke in Krakow. Beautifully and horribly. Asia Freszel has built the character and the Spółdzielnia Muzyczna has helped her in this very nicely.


(transl. Magdalena Małek-Andrzejowska)