Darwin as opera

Although it is the capital of my country, and a great city, I have spent little time in Stockholm. Too little perhaps, but me and Lena finally spent a weekend there a few weeks ago. It was her birthday gift to me. That, and tickets to the electro-opera Tomorrow, In a Year.

The music to Tomorrow, In a Year was written by The Knife, a swedish duo I’ve been a fan of ever since the release of Heartbeats. So I was excited to see it because of the music, because of the promise of a modern and experimental opera, but also because of the theme – Charles Darwin. The context was Darwin’s travels with the HMS Beagle, the writing of On The Origin of Species and his life during these time periods. Yet, the opera was not simply about the man. The music, the scenography, the dancers were all resonating what Darwin’s writing expressed about the very nature and processes of life itself, and it’s relation to humanity.

It was very cool.

There is a beauty to the human struggle to understand herself and her surroundings, and in the understanding of life as a process of everchanging shapes. In how we, as shapes that are soon to fade, can take a step back and see the process that we are elements of and just witness the majesty of it all. This is a notion that is rarely expressed when Darwin or science is discussed, but the creators behind Tomorrow, In a Year did so gracefully.

Yesterday I found out (through a review at Dagens Nyheter) that the music has been released as a double album, and I’ve been listening to it all day through Spotify. It is very enjoyable, and some of the tracks has given me a feeling of meaning and depth I normally don’t get from music. If you want to experience something different and new, and don’t mind being challenged, I recommend that you check it out on Spotify.

Change is afoot

We’re already well into the second month of the year when I’m writing this, but I still want to spend a few sentences on the notion of changing years. New year’s eve has always been important to me personally, because it’s filled to the brim with an idea of transformation. The idea that everything in your life has the potential to change, and the moment when the past year lies down to die is experienced as the moment when new doors open and old ones are left behind. It means new hope. Refueled dreams.

It is naive, of course, but how can we argue with hope?

New year’s eve no longer carries the importance to me that it once did – perhaps I’m older and more cynical, or perhaps there are fewer aspects of life I want to see changed – but this year will mean a lot of change for me nonetheless. In one way it already has. My girlfriend Lena finished her studies right before Christmas last year, and moved in with me here in Oslo on the 13th of January. I have a better life living with her.

In other ways… Well, I’ll keep you posted.