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Project Finito

After almost a year from planning and researching, to living in Trieste for 3 months, to writing my documentation and giving a presentation, I have finally finished my Practice in Context project. Without a doubt, I’ve learnt loads and really enjoyed the process.

So this is just a post to say…. thank you to everyone who:

hosted me, gave me a bed, played music to or with me, taught me tunes, gave me advice, gave me contacts and put me in touch with people, fed me, clothed me, watered me, talked with me, gave me information, invited me, gave me music c.d’s and other resources, drove me around, taught me Italian and was patient enough to listen to me in Italian.

I could not have done this project without the amazing contributions from the citizens of Trieste and around!! There are so many people who fit into one or more of these categories, so thanks! It’s been a joy.

In other news my band, Four People have been invited to play at a festival in Lake Garda this Summer with a stage from from a folk music bar in London. So tour of Northern Italy 2014 is looking very hopeful!!

I’m re-performing my presentation again tomorrow for other students who are about to plan a project to see how its done and give some tips etc. How well I’ve fared in the module is yet to be seen – I think I’ll find out in a couple of weeks. Fingers crossed.



An extremely overdue post about my trip to Milan.

First of all, I think this post is about two months late. Since I returned from Italy I have been manically documenting my project for university deadlines. I made a book with photos, diagrams and c.d. and last week I gave a presentation. I made a theatre studio into an osmiza to make my presentation nice and informal. So it is only now that I’ve got around to updating my blog – apologies to my most dedicated fans!!

So a bit of context about this last venture in my trip: I briefly met Stefano Schiraldi at the Barcolando in October. He then contacted me through this blog and we began meeting informally to play music. He told me about this project he was working on, creating original music and songs for a theatre piece. He was writing for many different arrangements such as solos, group vocal pieces, accompaniments, so I we were able to try out various parts and develop the scores.


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After a few of these meetings, quite unexpectedly, Stefano asked if I would like to join him and the theatre company in Milan. Of course I willingly accepted the offer and couldn’t quite believe my luck. So on Monday 25th November we drove to Milan to start rehearsing – the performance would premiere on the Thursday and ran for 4 nights and 1 night in Trieste the following week.

The company had only these three days to rehearse the piece pretty much from scratch so the rehearsals were quite tense at first because many things had to be achieved before opening night. As a result the music changed a lot, having to cut and paste sections here and there. Having to navigate the situation solely in Italian was… challenging. Not being familiar with the performance or cues was an added difficulty especially as there was little time to faff about/continuously ask people to repeat themselves! But luckily I soon caught on the the structure of the performance.

By the opening night Stefano and I were confident that the music would go well. We had developed a good rapport and communication over the rehearsals and his ruthlessness over accuracy and selection of the final performance material had paid off.

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Dell’Umiliazione e della Vendetta (of humiliation and revenge) dealt with attitudes and violence towards women in Italy but, moreover, it celebrated womankind, femininity and girl power. It was a piece of Music Theatre devised by an all-female company.

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In discussion with the director, Marcela Serli, I found out more about the devising processes. Although the piece was contemporary there were quite a few influences from traditional practices such as the Tarantella dance  and Marina Abramovic’s Balkan Erotic Epic.

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In short, it was a great opportunity to be able to work on and perform in this piece and I am reaaaally grateful to ATOPOS (the company) for letting me play and to Stefano for guiding me through! It was whirlwind of a week – I stayed in no less than 4 different people’s houses in various locations around Milan which was quite disorientating but also pretty exciting.

Overall it was heaps of fun and I am very happy to have been involved in such a quality piece of theatre.

Exploration in Resia Valley

Last weekend, I was fortunate enough to be invited to visit the folkloric group in Resia Valley.

Resia Valley is situated in the mountainous Carnia region of Friuli in the North-East of Italy also know as the ‘Pre-Alps.’ As the valley is situated right on the Slovenian border, there is a very old Slovenian dialect spoken here. Though, due to the remote location of the valley and Italian and Friulian influences, the dialect is not really similar to Slovenian at all.


The folkloric group began in 1838 to kind of ‘officiate’ the traditional music and dances of Resia. I was greeted by Pamela, the president of the group, at the train station. It was my first time in a mountainous area, so I was amazed by the snow-capped mountains and couldn’t stop looking up and around at the scenery – it felt quite surreal to be so close to them. We took a walk around the town of Venzone (not actually in Resia but near) and she explained to me that in 1976 there was a massive earthquake in Friuli that destroyed many of the towns including Venzone. In this time, many people were left homeless and had to move away from Friuli for a couple of years while the towns were rebuilt. As a result of this lots of the traditions and customs were lost or changed – so when people were able to return to Friulian towns and particularly Resia, it brought their attention to the fact that they have really unique traditions that they should try and save as best they can!

The border location of Resia has caused some political represssion, really affecting the customs and traditions. After the 2nd World War, it was part of Zone A in the Free Territory of Trieste. Tito and Yugoslavia wanted to claim this area due to the Slovene population but it became a part of Italy with the rest of Zone A in 1954. This left Resians in a difficult situation as authorities did not recognise the area as an official minority and they were forbidden to speak Resian when dealing with authorities. Italian was enforced in schools etc. so thus began the decline of the Resian dialect. It wasn’t until 2001 that the government recognised the area as a Slovene minority.

Later in the afternoon the folkloric group were performing at an event in Moggio, so I was able to see them perform in their traditional costumes. The musical ensemble is usually two violins who play a melody and a kind of cello with three strings that plays a plays line. The violin in the Resian dialect is called citira and the cello, bunkula. On first sight, the bunkula looks like a cello that has seen better days(!) but when you look closer you can see its quite different – the lowest string is made of a pig’s gut and the bow is enormous – like a saw! The tunes they play are all quite similar – they play an A tune in d major and then the B tune is the same but in a major. This is repeated until the end of the dance. Sometimes the musicians sing along with the melody and the dancers echo them, like a call and answer. I was quite excited to try and play some of the music later on.



In the evening we drove to the cultural centre of Resia – kind of like the group’s headquarters! In the winter, the group doesn’t have so many performances so on Saturday evenings they organise talks and events as a way for everyone to spend time together. nice. The evening I was there was a presentation of two Resians who had trekked across iceland this summer. It was very well attended – maybe 50 people came and there was a huge mixture of ages. I was quite curious as to how they had managed to keep young people interested in such old traditions. I was informed that now, everyone learns the dances in primary school and it is optional to learn citira or bunkula, so young people are familiar with and fond of the tradition. The group also makes regular trips around Europe to folk festivals and have also been to Japan and Peru – so there are quite a few perks of being a part of the group!

After the presentation, the president congratulated and thanked the trekkers and then grandly announced my presence to the audience, telling them I’d come to see some Resian songs and dances – to which I was given a round of applause! Then everyone gathered for what looked like some civilised drinks and nibbles – it actually turned out to be quite a party! After everyone had had a few drinks the musicians began to tune up. I whipped out my recorder and asked if I could try and join in. When they started to play, a space was cleared for the dancers. I quickly realised that the Resian instruments are tuned a tone higher than the standard tuning… so I was hideously out of tune for a while! Another thing that characterises the Resian music is that the players stamp their feet in time with the dancers and at the end of a phrase there is a particularly big stamp and then you switch foot to start the next phrase. Here are some of the recordings I made. I’m playing in these recordings too – sometimes you can hear that one of the violins is a bit behind and out of tune! It was a mega fun evening and I felt really lucky to be able to take part.

I stayed in the house of one of the members of the group in Gniva or Niwa – in the Resian dialect. The next day she showed me around Stolvizza – another village in Resia. It was quite a grey day – so the pics aren’t so clear!

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I caught the train back to Trieste that evening after a home-made Polenta lunch. To cut to the chase, I was absolutely spoilt rotten by the people of Resia! They hosted me, fed me and moreover, gave me a ton of merchandise from the folkloric group archive – c.d’s, books, tapes, leaflets – literally a whole bagful! I am so grateful for these things and can’t thank them enough. I haven’t really had a chance to have a look yet as I shot off to Milan first thing the next day. But that’s another story. Anyway I cannot wait to delve into my presents! I really enjoyed my time with the folkloric group, there was a huge sense of community and collaboration that I had not experienced before. Hearing and seeing the traditional performance of Resia is something that I will treasure for a long time – it was a real privilege. I really hope to return in the future – maybe to the infamous Resian carnival!


Excursion to Val Rosandra

On Wednesday I decided to go and check out Val Rosandra – a valley and natural reserve that straddles the Italo/Slovenian border about half an hours bus ride from Trieste. I brought along my violin to experiment with playing in an unpopulated area and vast open space without an audience. I was also planning to make a video response to my friend Tom Vinall’s PIC project. I wanted to follow the Sentiero Dell’Amicizia (path of friendship) – a hiking trail through the valley that links the Italian and Slovenian communities as my project touches on ‘border identities’ and how different places influence each other culturally.

I was a bit lost when I first arrived (turns out I got off the bus at the wrong stop.) I had ended up in a car park but saw signs for Carso (the name of the mountains) pointed towards a wooded area. I got talking to a couple who were interested in my violin – after a while I asked them if I was heading in the direction of the pathway. They looked at me in horror and told me I was heading towards a 10km up-hill climb complete with steep drops and rocky ravines. Not quite what I was looking for. They walked me through the village and pointed me in the right direction but said that the walk was ‘un po’ pericoloso’ and to be careful.

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The White strip in the middle is a large waterfall – I experimented playing near it to hear the interplay of man-made alongside natural sounds.DSC02181

I made my video response shortly after this section (I tried it by the waterfall too but my camera could not take the sound of water!)

These red and white markers let you know that you are still on the path – there were loads of different paths to take – I think I might be a bit more adventurous next time I visit…DSC02192

Signs and information in Trieste and around are mostly in both Slovenian and Italian. For some reason I found it quite hard to work out which was which here. I assume the singular titles in the middle must be the same in both languages.DSC02195

This is where I arrived – the village of Bottazzo or Botač, inches away from the border.DSC02196DSC02201There was another (undefiled!) sign at the end of the trail.

I found small cafe in the village of Bottazzo, which appeared to be the ‘hub of the community’! Having seen only two other people on my walk and being in a very quiet corner of the world, I was surprised to see the garden bustling full of people having a hearty lunch. I quickly realised they all knew each other and thought they were some kind of German hiking club. I was very wrong. Feeling a bit lonesome, I paid for my drink and said goodbye to the couple who owned the cafe. They looked at me and then my violin aghast and declared ‘but you haven’t played yet!’ As though they had been somehow shortchanged – I suppose there must be very few people who ‘hike’ with a musical instrument that end up in their cafe! Of course, I wasn’t going to turn down their request but I was suddenly feeling slightly nervous to play unannounced for the huge audience outside! So I played for them and they turned out to be a very appreciative audience – then, whilst everyone was still listening, one of the leaders asked me where I was from and about my project etc. We spoke in Italian and he translated it into German for the rest of the group. I couldn’t find a point to interject that I could speak German, or I assumed everyone spoke English anyway – to kill two birds with one stone. It felt a bit like an interview, it was quite surreal suddenly having (what seemed like) a huge audience listening to me.

As I spoke more with the leader, I found out that they were, in fact, a group of experimental art students from the University of Linz doing a trip through Slovenia, Croatia and NE Italy! He told me that they had chosen to visit these places to explore the effects of the constantly changing borders over the last 100 years on art and culture, languages, traditions etc. They were particularly interested in Trieste as it is, geographically, a place of extremes – being a coastal city also surrounded by the Carso mountains, located right on the Slovenian border, hence the visit to Val Rosandra. And its also affected by the infamous Bora wind, which I am yet to experience. It was extremely reassuring to hear that other artists were working within the same context as me and it confirmed to me that I’ve chosen a context that is universal yet also quite pioneering and not a strange, niche interest with not much research! This meeting also led on to me joining the group for their itinerary while they were in Trieste for the next few days – very kind of them to let me tag along – I’ve had a really enjoyable and informative few days! I found out more about their area of study – they have a theme for the year of ‘Nations, Notions and -Scapes.’ They gave me a copy of a kind of ‘module reader’ which has given me some good sources and things to research. I am becoming interested in the term -scapes, coined by Arjun Appadurai, in relation to global culture.

So after the impromptu concert, I was presented with a plate of pancakes and a small glass of grape and honey liquor by the chef. Hooray! I started on my journey back through the valley – I had arrived feeling a bit ‘billy-no-mates’ and left with an abundance of new friends and a newfound assertion in the significance of my project. It was all made possible because of the presence of my violin. My violin has become a kind of ice-breaker or magic key to connect and get to know people. The encounter was so spontaneous and such a coincidence it was almost unbelievable – it wouldn’t have happened if I hadn’t had my violin with me, if I didn’t speak Italian, if I didn’t speak German. I felt reassured even further that my previous skills and experience suit the chosen context perfectly.

Feeling so confident, I decided to take a different route back through the valley. This was cut prematurely when I was greeted on the path by two enormous goats with huge horns (this is where I can’t hide my urban upbringing – there is probably a name for enormous goats!) They were probably more afraid of me than I was of them but I didn’t want to risk upsetting them! Other routes will have to be saved for next time – there is so much more that I’d like to see here – maybe I’ll go as far as to cross the border. Back on the ‘path of friendship’ three women approached me from the opposite direction. One of them said something which roughly translates as ‘Girl! What are you doing out here by yourself? Aren’t you afraid?’ (Ha! this could be straight out of a Grimm’s Fairytale) I said no. Another of them saw my violin and said ‘she’s come out here to play music in the beautiful nature.’ The original interrogator was satisfied with this response and seeing the violin said ‘oh yes, of course she has.’ And then they scurried off, as though the violin explained everything.


I’d like to share some pics from the Barcolana race on Sunday. The weather was amazing, really sunny and pretty warm. The wind however was not up to much, so it was very relaxing for a ‘race.’



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It was truly an amazing day and I am very grateful to the crew for inviting me! There were Prosecco and nibbles breaks throughout the day – it was absolute luxury. And afterwards I was taken out to dinner by another guest on board, Guido, who appointed himself as my ‘new grandfather!’

One of the Sailors, Camilla, has a business up-cycling old sails into new bags, wallets, key-rings and more. Pretty cool, check them out!


This weekend, the biggest regatta in Italy took place in Trieste: La Barcolana.


This event attracts thousands of people from all over Europe. As well as the race on Sunday, there are other events such as markets, talks and a music festival. I was also excited for an alternative music event, Barcolando, organised by the MaxMaber Orkestar – a band I met playing in the street last week.


I thought the weekend would be the optimum moment to try busking in the centre of Trieste. Due to dreadful weather, my chances of being able to play were looking quite slim. But on Saturday I decided to bite the bullet and bring my violin out with me for the afternoon. Within minutes of leaving the house, the heavens opened and I took shelter under some scaffolding for almost an hour! Feeling a bit disheartened, I continued on my journey to look for a good place to play. My prayers were answered when the sun started to shine through the black clouds. I eventually found a spot that had a good amount of traffic and no conflicting noise (loads of restaurants and bars were blasting out music in celebration of the Barcolana) and played a half an hour set of jigs, reels and other miscellaneous tunes with a slight maritime theme. I was slightly apprehensive about playing in public by myself as I’d never done it before and the other street musicians in Trieste are all really accomplished bands – my jigs and reels seemed humble in comparison! I needn’t have worried, the performance went down very well – many people approached and thanked me, and a few made requests. I decided to give the set another go in a more densely populated area – the pier opposite the main square where all the boats were docked ready for the race on Sunday.


The performance worked equally well here – although it was much more touristy and many people were taking pics and filming me, so I started to feel like a bit of a gimmick. Maybe I was asking for it, playing the Sailor’s Hornpipe…

Overall it was quite a success, I made 30 euros – not bad for an hours playing. I have decided that I will make busking or playing in the street a regular fixture whilst I’m here. This maritime playlist was quite tailored to this event, so I’d like to experiment a bit with different playlists. I specifically chose not to play ‘classical’ pieces this time, firstly because of the maritime theme and secondly because my project is focussing on the performance of music that has primarily been passed down aurally and is not part of the western classical tradition. However, having been taught the violin using the Suzuki Method, I have a large catalogue of classical pieces committed to memory. I don’t think it would hurt to experiment with a classical playlist for busking in the future – it seems odd, even, that I would ignore this large part of my musical experience. And maybe, in the not too distant future, I will have a playlist of new pieces that I’ve learnt here.

Back to the Barcolana – I was making my way over to the Barcolando concert (leaflet above) when the crew of one of the boats, invited me on board for a glass of wine. They had heard me playing and enjoyed it so much, they invited me to join them for dinner later on in the evening in exchange for a few more tunes, which is what I was secretly hoping for!

I was slightly nervous about asking to record a few songs at the event – I didn’t know whether it would be completely out of the question. But when I approached Max (the organiser) he laughed and said “sure, everything’s free here. We’re not in Church.” No, we definitely were not in Church – we were at Piazza Cavana, in an area known as ‘la zona vecchia’ (old town) at the start of a free outdoor concert, complete with makeshift wine stand. All more or less illegal. An evening of counterculture mayhem was about to arise. Here I will give a description of the bands with some soundclips that I made.

First to play at the concert was Rosamarina, a folk group based in Trieste but playing traditional songs mainly from Southern Italy.

This performance really stood out from other music performances I’ve seen because of the integrity of the vocal delivery! You can probably hear the intensity and purposefulness of the two female singers on the recording – they were also really lively, moving around the whole performance space, dancing, interacting with each other and the audience. In modern music performance it is rare to hear voices using so much expression and singing in a different, more ‘shouty’ area of the voice. It reminded me that there are so many different ways of using the voice – it was really exciting to hear this style!

Next up was Irene Brigitte, a musician involved in various art projects in Trieste. She sings in Italian and French and played some of her own compositions with ‘world’ influences and some well known songs that the crowd joined in with.

Then there was Matteo della Schiava – a 3-piece band. Quite rock ‘n’ roll ish – and really unusual sounding with djembe and tambourine.

Stefano Schiraldi, a well known performer in Trieste, played songs in the Triestine dialect.

At this point, I went to have dinner on the boat and played them a Swedish dance, which drew quite a crowd. Hopefully they’ll send me the video and I can post it up here. I was lucky enough even to be invited to sail with them in the race the next day!!!

Back at the concert, Shukar Quartet was playing – an instrumental group I had already met busking. They play balkan and gypsy jazz tunes with a very mediterranean style.

At the top of the bill was the MaxMaber Orkestar  – a group I had also previously seen busking and who had informed me of this event. They play a mix of balkan, klezmer and italian songs. The volume on this recording is a bit wonky because I was having to dodge a spontaneous circle dance!!

After this song, I got rid of my recorder and bags etc and joined right in with the dancing.

At the end of the concert, I thanked Max and the other performers for one of the most exciting concerts of my life(!) before going home to get some sleep before the race on Sunday.

One of the things that struck me about the evening was that while most people were listening to well-known Italian performers at official Barcolana concert,



a much smaller handful of people chose to come to the Barcolando.





So I am wondering if one of the ways the performance of traditional music, or music with traditional influences continues to be played outside of mainstream music culture is to exist as a kind of musical subculture. I don’t know much about the study of subcultures – but it’s something that I want to look into. Everything about the evening was unofficial – on one hand I think this is one of the reasons why it was so creative and exciting, on the other hand I think its a shame these kind of performances don’t gain much recognition outside of the small group of people who know about them.

I am also thinking about the context of my own presence at these events. Throughout the evening, the audience joined in with many of the songs. I, of course, was hearing most of the songs for the first time. I didn’t know what they were called, or what they were about. I only knew the words to one song, which I learnt in my first week here. So one thing I would really like to do, is find out what these songs were, as I feel like a huge part of the context is missing. Hopefully as I become more familiar with Italian and the music of the performers in Trieste, I will be able to take in more than just the melodies!