Vox Clamantis | Weekend Guitar Trio
2008 | Mirare MIR 064
1 - Psalmi
a. Atienne grégorienne. Rex pacificus · Psaume 109. Dixit Dominus
b. Atienne grégorienne. Magnificatus est · Psaume 110. Confitebor tibi
c. Atienne grégorienne. Levate capita vestra · Psaume 112. Laudate, pueri
2 - Magister PEROTINUS. Beata viscera
3 - Robert JÜRJENDAL | Tõnis LEEMETS | Mart SOO. Sequentia I
4 - Atienne grégorienne. Mandatum novum · Psaume 118. Beati immaculati
5 - Graduel grégorien. Miserere mihi, Domine
6 - Hymne grégorien. Ave maris stella
Hu 153 Conduit. Ave maris stella Codex Las Huelgas
7 - Robert JÜRJENDAL | Tõnis LEEMETS | Mart SOO. Sequentia II
8 - Litania
Litanies de Lorette
Église orthodoxe de la Transfiguration de Notre-Seigneur, Tallinn
Vox Clamantis (#1, 2, 4-6, 8)
Kadri Hunt · voix
Tõnis Kaumann · voix
Taniel Kirikal · voix
Jaan-Johannes Leppik · voix
Raul Mikson · voix
Erik Salumäe · voix
Siim Valdmets · voix
Mikk Üleoja · voix
Weekend Guitar Trio
Robert Jürjendal | Tõnis Leemets | Mart Soo
guitares électriques & acoustiques, électronique live, loops
Stella Matutina (The Morning Star)
New and old, near and far, hot and cold.
These pairs of words, which at first sight seem to be opposites, can over time, or if we look at them more attentively, become close companions, even intimately intermingled.
Gregorian chant is a musical meditation born of an oral tradition which goes back centuries into the past. What could be further from this than the sound of our electric guitars? Such would be the exasperated reaction of someone blinded by prejudice. Yet the electric guitar too is capable of meditation, and the melody which resonates in the sacred texts can display expressivity and sensibility in the highest degree. Travelling companions may differ in age and clothing, but if they take the same road, their steps guide them towards the same goal.
The music and the musicians that meet up on this recording are also travelling companions, from different eras and with different mounts. But what if we step outside time? Maybe the disappearance of time, an idea by which we are unconsciously obsessed, is something that haunts music; when we speak, of course it is always with our contemporaries. We have various ways of saying the same things, and various languages, just like our different experiences in everyday life. But the essential thing is the message. A message we would not wish to put into words, because music says things that words cannot understand. And the message which is hidden here can be different for each of us, be for each of us what we are looking for right this instant, what is most necessary to us. And in looking for it, we can imagine ourselves somewhere far, very far away. On a lone star. The morning star. Stella matutina.