Corin Curschellas: Valdun - Voices of Rumantsch: Release Information
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Release Date: digital only
TT Catalogue No: 8001
The world is hardly such a simple place that one could invent it anew if it were
to disappear one day. Indeed, it is full of unbridled caprice.
Our planet is a place of wild encounter generating a randomness that is beautiful
and terrible at the same time, bringing fortune to living beings but also jeopardizing
No-one really understands why such great differences should exist within such
a small area. Why, for instance, do fifty thousand people in a few Alpine valleys
not speak the language of their neighbourhood, but insist on having their own.
And not just a single language but one that is written in six different variants
and spoken in innumerable local dialects. They willfully persist in adopting
a peculiar intonation, a distinct mode of expression, for each one. As if their
entire happiness depended on it.
Such stubbornness can be dangerous. Whoever refuses to move beyond this native
milieu cuts himself off from the flow of life. It must ultimately wither. But
there is another way of relating to ones heritage. Rather than being anxiously
defensive, one can open up and enjoy the gifts of curiosity.
After all, what one feels to be ones own peculiar tradition might also arouse
wonderment in others, perhaps even bring them enjoyment. And thus shed a new
and mysterious radiance on reality. That is the effect of the songs that Corin
Curschellas sings in Romansch. She tells us of events that once thrilled the
hearts of men and women, poetresses and poets, in this part of Switzerland and
still move them today. But her voice, her instruments and her compositions also
succeed in transcending the limits of a minor language and releasing the awareness
of being part of the whole world that is always present wherever living human
beings feel and think, love and suffer. Half magician, half witch, she redeems
beguiling enchantments from the ghetto of a remote province and instills them
into the ears of her listeners as one skilled in the mysterious art of sound.
In Paris, in Berlin, in New York.
Whoever has experienced the wistfulness with which Sontga Margriata parts from
her warming fire on a mountain pasture will no longer regard the concerns of
the people of Valdun as being any less important than whatever one may encounter
in New York. The art of Corin Curschellas restores a rightful appreciation of
the varied ways in which the world is experienced.
Linernotes by Iso Camartin