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Reykjavík Grapevine - 20.10.2017, Blaðsíða 34

Reykjavík Grapevine - 20.10.2017, Blaðsíða 34
Our Gods Never Existed Bára Gísladóttir's music mass Words: Elías Þórsson Photo: Art Bicnick ‘Mass For Some’ is the new album by composer and a double bass play- er Bára Gísladóttir. It’s a strange avant-garde concept album based around the Christian mass, but in a way, it deconstructs it and turns it on its head with terrifying effects, random guttural laughter, and the bone piercing screech of strings. “I think the album is a bit out of place and I am working with quite a bit of black humour, even though I might be the only one to find it fun- ny,” says Bára. “But I’m in no way making fun of the Latin mass for- mat; I think it’s great.” I nostri dei sono morti One of the more stunningly dis- turbing songs on the album is titled ‘I nostri dei sono morti-—Italian for “Our Gods are dead.” Despite sounding like something carved into the walls of the seventh circle of Hell, this is related to the hard- to-describe levity of the album. “When I was living in Italy I used Duolingo to learn Italian, and once this sentence came up and I thought it was hilarious to get the satisfy- ing “bing” sound when I wrote ‘Our Gods are dead’,” Bára says. “It’s also quite a statement, but I don’t think our gods are dead. I think they nev- er existed.” The word “mass,” in the context of the album, also takes on another meaning. When you listen, you feel engulfed in the pure mass of sound. It’s immensely uncomfortable, yet strangely soothing—sort of like if Wes Anderson did a remake of ‘The Exorcist.’ The album is also deeply per- sonal—it’s second song is entitled ‘Afi,’Icelandic for grandfather. “My grandfather was the biggest charac- ter I’ve met, and my soulmate,” says Bára. “He died in 2013 and now my dad owns his house. It stands empty and I decided to record my entire album there. It was strange recording there, especially during the night when I could hardly see anything. I felt like an intruder, cre- ating all these strange sounds and screechy noises.” The burnout that lit creativity In recent years Bára has been a sought-after composer and instru- mentalist. Her success has brought with it an emotional strain. “I’ve been blessed with being fully booked for a while, but this summer I just burned out from work,” she says. “I’d started to feel like I was doing office work. I love to compose, but what people often don’t realise is that writing music is not just creativity—it’s also a lot of hard work and manual labour. Writing things down, and making sure they look right.” It brought her to the brink and she didn’t want to make music anymore. She felt she didn’t have anything to offer and decided to leave Copen- hagen, where she’d been living, and travel to the remote Borgarfjörður Eystri to stay with a friend who was working there. “I managed to get some sleep and I didn’t have to an- swer emails,” says Bára. “I realised that I actually had time, and began thinking about this project through the night. It came to the point where I had to make it happen just to save my sanity.” The result of this sanity-saving operation is a remarkable album. There doesn’t seem to be a more apt metaphor for it than the beeping sound of Duolingo success when you type in “I nostri dei sono morti.” Music 34The Reykjavík GrapevineIssue 19 — 2017 gpv.is/music Share this + Archives Bára Gísladóttir taking mass With his legendary concentration and 45 years of experience our Master Watchmaker ensures that we take our waterproofing rather seriously. Gilbert O. Gudjonsson, our Master Watchmaker and renowned craftsman, inspects every single timepiece before it leaves our workshop. Closed Mondays. Marshallhúsið, Grandagarður 20, 101 Reykjavík. Bus route 14 (Listabraut) To reserve lunch and dinner call +354 519 7766, or info@marshallrestaurant.is, marshallrestaurant.is Quality Craft Beer Aðalstræti 9 • tel: +354 5196455 • Facebook: Skuli Craft Bar Sun - Thu 15:00 - 23:00 • Fri - Sat 15:00 - 01:00
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