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Things Fall Apart

by Micha Kaplan

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Intro_Duet 01:44
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Turning 02:52
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Thunder 07:13
I was sent forth from the power. You hearers, hear me! Do not be ignorant of me, anywhere or anytime. Be on your guard. Do not be ignorant of me. For I am the first and the last I am the whore and the holy one I am the wife and the virgin. I am the voice whose sound is manifold And the word whose appearance is multiple I am the utterance of my name I am the silence The idea, the voice, the word, my name. I am the silence. You who know me - be ignorant of me, And those who have not known me – let them know me. Why do you, who hate me – love me, And hate those who love me, You, who tell the truth about me, lie about me - And you, who have lied about me, tell the truth about me? I am knowledge – and ignorance. I am shame – and boldness. I am shameless; I am ashamed. I’m strength and I’m fear, I’m war and peace. Give heed to me! I am compassionate And I’m cruel. Be on your guard! Be on your guard! For I am the first and the last. I am the silence, the idea, the voice and the word. I am my name. I am senseless and I am wise, I am the one who has been hated everywhere - And who has been loved everywhere. I am the one whom they call Life - And you have called Death. I am the one whom they call Law And you have called Lawlessness. I am unlearned, and they learn from me. Why do you curse me – and honor me? I am the one who is honored, is praised and despised. I am peace And war has come because of me. I am control and the uncontrollable. I am the union and the dissolution. I, I am sinless - and the root of sin derives from me. I am the mute who does not speak And great is the multitude of my words. For I am the name of the sound And the sound of the name. The first And the last. Hear me, you hearers, and learn of my words You, who know me. For I am the first and the last I am the silence, the idea, I am the voice and the word, I am my name.
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As The Sun 01:03
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The Falcon 02:39
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Surely Some 01:51
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released March 31, 2023

Music by Micha Kaplan

Dana Marbach - Soprano
Merav Goldman - Horn
Tom Kellner - Cello
Raneen Wanby - Piano on *13


Recorded and Mixed by Fabian G.Knof in UFO Studios, Berlin 2022


* 7 is based on 'The Thunder, Perfect Mind' Poem
* 14 & 15 were performed in the show's premiere in
Festspielhaus Baden-Baden, April 2021


A cyber production based on W.B.Yeats’ poem:'The Second Coming'.
The Berliner Collective: CyberRäuber have created an immersive installation with VR headsets based on Yeats’ Poem with Kaplan’s composition. Each visitor is invited to experience the installation in the actual as well as in virtual reality, making their own journey through the space while experiencing music - text- and extraordinary images

CyberRäuber - Marcel Karnapke, Björn Lengers - artistic direction, VR concept and realization


Premiered in Festspielhaus Baden-Baden 2021

participated in:
Netzwerk Junge Ohren - The 15. Junge Ohren Preis Award 2021
CLB Berlin 2022
Bangalore Creative Circus 2022

Album Cover by Marcel Karnapke



The Second Coming / W. B. Yeats

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.

Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?

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