PORT MARIA, CONCERTO OF JEAN-CHRISTIAN
MICHEL A SUPERB CD
THE
NIGHT OF PORT MARIA
"Their
first real night is the one that will be called Port-Maria..."
PORT
MARIA
Their
first real night is the one that will be called Port-Maria :
neither he nor she were taken or given...
Appeal
to the harmonics of life. Appeal to those sharp scents, to those
coppery vibrations, kept in rhythm with the chirruping of the
night-insects. Appeal to the horizon, agglutinating in shimmering
transparencies the water's edge in crepuscular azure, a line
which even a child could have wished to touch... The
recollection returned to him because it revealed the communion
between heaven and earth in the inaccessibility of the sublime
spectacle.
The
deep night, coming from erratic times had reunited this man
and woman, had aroused them, heated them to white-hot and merged
them in its melting-pot of incandescent purity. Intertwined
by a cyclone which swallowed them up and rebirthed them into
the elemental liquid of the heavenly abyss. Sinking without
weight into blue oceans, they rediscover in the centre of their
regard a paradise of origins, this sweetness of the womb, where
everything is given without asking for anything. Slowly, over
a long period, they evolve in a dimensionless realm, in the
middle of an aquatic jungle of translucent flowers. Gently reposed
on phosphorescent sands, they float between gigantic rocks of
moonstone colours, mixing and pulsing with the songs of the
earth and infinity... For
hours, in suspended time, they struggle for and against this
possession which knots them up and floods them. With all their
forces, they try to hold onto that piece of eternity which is
offered to them: without gesture, holding their breath, two
such affectionates stretch out towards the expectation. But
gradually, their tension deteriorates and gives in.
Their imagination
flares up and ignites. From the distance the thunderstorm advances.
It submerges them irresistibly, upsetting the soft and sensual
landscape of their pleasure. Fiery torrents arise in them. Flashes
of lighting illuminate their world which has become convulsed
and prodigious. They
pant, they choke. They swirl in the spiral, separate and rejoin
simultaneously in the systoles of a cosmic chiming. They ignore
everything, if it is only that they are in the centre of a pit
of water and fire, in resonance with the energy of the first
instant of Creation, which transports them a billion light-years!...
From the east,the sun sprang up suddenly, like a shout, flooding
their flesh and the sky with its brilliant beams: Streaming
from iridescents sources, with waterfalls of light, fountains
of diamonds which pour over them their foam of aspiration of
rediscoverd dreams... Beyond the total harmony of their bodies
and souls, they transcend their ecstasy in the mystery of a
still greater love : the one that has perpetuated life since
ancient time.
For
him, for her, the exquisite night of Port-Maria blurs into the
new day.
…
In the gardens of heaven, where the difference between beings
and things is abolished, snuggled up in the reflections of an
absolute peace, they relax by floating among the bubbles of
a watercolour which disperses towards infinity...
Jean-Christian Michel
NEW ALBUM / CD RELEASE & MP3 DOWNLOAD
THE MUSIC YOU ARE LISTEN TO ON THIS PAGE IS IN THE ALBUM
With Monique THUS, organ ; Kenny Clarke, drums ; Jean-Pierre COULEAU, piano. The sublim concerto for clarinet and piano from Jean-Christian Michel.
Port-Maria - Le Voleur de Sommeil - Trille et fugue en ré mineur - La Corde de Larmes - Sonate en Fa majeur - Choral les Oxydes de Lumière - Les Paraboles de l'Espace - La lagune insondable.
