Has anyone heard, heard of, seen the performance of, or possess in some manner the music by Heiner Goebbel's used in a work of "musiktheater" called La Reprise (repetition)?
I'm sure that the chances are slim, but perhaps some of you might be glad just to know that this exist(ed).
He is german composer that uses Soren Kierkegaard's text Repetition and borrows from Prince's 'Joy in Repetition.' I think it was performed around 1997. He describes himself as a huge Prince fan.

Here is a snippet of text quoted from an interview that i read on Heiner Goebbel's that mentions this work:

"La Reprise is the latest of three works in the “musiktheater” genre. The German term is as precise as possible, given that his works are far too theatrical to be opera, and far too operatic to be theater, not to mention that all three characters in La Reprise act, sing, and play instruments. The multi-faceted actor-musicians that Goebbels needs to produce these works are few and far between, and his style of working also ensures that there will be few rivals to his position as leader of a new avant-garde. Typically his works develop over very long periods of time, using improvisation and hours of rehearsal to create the foundation material (always based on specific texts and music) which he then transforms using splicing and editing techniques to create a libretto. Much later, he brings the libretto back to the musicians, and they resume rehearsals in earnest for the production.
La Reprise (The Rehearsal or Repetition) is a concatenation of ideas of love, jealousy, double-entendre conversations, and both the joy and ennui of repetition. Goebbels seamlessly integrates texts of Kierkegaard (Kierkegaard's book 'Repetition') and Alain Robbe-Grillet with quotes from the film “L’Année dernière à marienbad” and THE PRINCE SONG, "JOY IN REPETITION.” The astonishing set, by Goebbels and Erich Wonder, is simply a curved wall, on a circular platform hidden in the floor. On the platform is a grand piano. In the wall, which circumscribes one third of a circle, (leaving the rest open) is one small window. The wall, which is very red, rotates occasionally, while sometimes the piano rotates in the other direction, or remains in one place, with the wall revolving in sinister slowness around it. Naturally the wall conceals as much as it frames, and the three performers can be glimpsed occasionally through the window, or arrive suddenly on stage, concealed by the moving wall. Sitting the public, one feels like a movie director, whose every nod to the camera-man vertiginously and instantly inverts the whole frame of reference. This is the genius of Goebbels, who is one of the most intensely creative directors in Europe today.

Thanks for posting this. Something a bit different than "Now that Prince is a big star again, will we get pictures of his pubic hair again?"

Novabreaker said:

thanks Novabreaker.

Novabreaker said:

HiinEnkelte: Interesting post. But where are the pubic hairs?

I'd start a post on the similarities on Prince's and Kierkegaard's ideologies on art and artistic creation myself, but I have a slight hunch people wouldn't be terribly interested in it.

I think Prince really could benefit from reading Soren, though.

Novabreaker said:

I would be interested!!
you know, i was going to do the same, and i have been crafting it out in my mind for over 10 years now.

the approach to art, communication, the spheres of existence, the pseudonyms, the category of the absurd, repetition, love, imitation, -and that would only be the beginning.

perhaps some of it might be stretch. but you are so right, Novabreaker. i think prince could really benefit from reading some SK, and not so much of... well-- whatever.

"Life can only be understood backwards, but it must be lived forward."
--Soren Kierkegaard --

Wasn't this quote in the LoveSexy tourbook?

Jorgen said:

yup!
the only direct quote i know of, but it has become such a popular expression, such that many may quote it not knowing who coined it.

it think its cat or sheila e. saying it in the tour book. can't remember at the moment.