TempoS

Show & Culture

Notes in the air and music in the body. They are deep and high-pitched, heavy and light, slow and fast: a quartet on edge and ready to soar, used to taking off to make room on the ground. 1, 2, 3, 4, and everything will begin. She'll stand on her head, he'll bring the clarinet. The cello will be carried at arm's length, the carrier will whistle an opera. There will be a perch, they'll all be perched, there will be four of them. Hip hop! Hop, somersault! You'll hear singing, they'll take to the air, there will be no walls, you'll see through... No one knows what they'll see.