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This quote, from the introduction to a collection of Bertolt Brecht’s poetry, has been rattling around in my head for years now. At the time he wrote it, Brecht had fled to Sweden to escape the Nazis.
It has taken on new meaning, I think, in the last year and a half, as so many musicians, actors, performers, performance venues and churches faced a complete shutdown for long stretches of this pandemic. And even as they have gradually been able to restart and reopen, questions remain about the safety of singing in groups as an airborne virus continues to cause a lot of sickness and death around us. In the pandemic, will there also be singing?
And all this as we observe the growing boldness of white supremacist and fascist movements in our own country, and witness and participate in massive protests against racism & police brutality, and witnessed an attempted coup in our national capitol building.
And through it all, I have seen so many artists musicians and actors working so hard to adapt and find new ways of performing, new ways to say, yes, there will be singing. About the dark times.
Hand inked and letterpress printed in Madison, WI. Bright yellow and silver letters over a variable black background—each background is a little different! Printed on 100% recycled 11×17 white 80# cover stock.