Leuchtende Horizonte

Edgar Varèse dreamed of sound-beams with which he sliced through space like no other before him; Webern caught the shaft of light illuminating Rainer Maria Rilke’s diamantine sentence “You make me feel alone”; with his last work Commiato, Luigi Dallapiccola took leave of the most severe rules constraining the creative process; Helmut Lachenmann, on the other hand, demonstrates that, in all these ringing refractions, what it comes down to is always the need for a new departure. This opening concert displays a single blazing horizon of the new.