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EXAMPLE 5.5.9. Sound: Excerpts from rehearsal sessions working out material for one of the rock songs
EXAMPLE 5.5.10. Video: Corresponding section from end of part II in the performance
EXAMPLE 5.5.11. Video: Performance, part IV
The mother
I´ll just sit here. I won´t say anything. It´s enough that I get to sit here. Here. That I get to sit quietly and don´t have to say anything. If I can stay alive. If I just don´t have to die. If only I get to live until I die.
Man
I know what happened to him. He knows what happened to me. We can say things to each other that we can´t say to someone who has not been there. It's reassuring.
The young boy
I got no chance if I stay. If I stay I´ll die. I will go away from here. I have family that I can go to, that promised to help me. So I can get away from here.
The young man
What were you doing in there?
The young woman
Nothing.
The young man
Nothing?
The young woman
No.
The young man
Nothing what kind of nothing? You were naked in there with the fucking sweaty motherfucker. There were more than one. I saw two of them all over you.
The young woman
Please. Please don´t say anything, don´t ask no more.
The young man
I saw you. I saw you fuck them although you promised you wouldn´t, I saw you with them. I saw you in there with them, I saw you. They were two of them and you were naked in there. No. Don´t lie. I don´t wanna hear your lies anymore your fucking cunt you hear me? No, I don´t want to hear another word from you if you say one fucking word, I´ll kick your fucking cunt, you hear me? I´ll rip your fucking cunt out of you but you would just feel good about that, wouldn´t you?
The mother
I live in a different world. I just want to live until I die. In another way, not like this death.
The young man
Don´t you think I saw you? How they fucked you? There was bleeding from your pussy. Did you like it?
The young woman
Kill me what do I care? I'm already dead. It doesn´t matter. There is no difference between this death or any other death or someone else's death, it's all the same thing.
Man
So I went to the neighbors and it just happened. I had my rifle so I squeezed the trigger and it just happened. I shot the rest too. I shot them. They were, after all, no better than animals any of them. They were like dirty pigs. All of them. The newspaper said so. They had taken our jobs, and I was alone and they had big families. They were dirty too. And they screamed. The children were playing outside. People didn´t like them. Somebody had to. But they were after all my neighbors. We had lived on the same street since we were little. I went to school with. Yes, with. And then the war started. And nobody asked what had happened. I had to escape. I think about it of course. It got worse, the explosions and shots echoed between the buildings. I lost my eyes later. I still had them at that time.
