Do Not Go Gentle
Matevž Jerman
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
When trapped by awful limits, girl, cause chaos and blow up your town.
Rage, when the empire’s shadow pours across your lands and your springs are numbered.
When the empire's shadow pours across your lands and your days are numbered – rage!
When whichever dirt can be washed off, yet stiff conformity cannot.
Rage recklessly, for freedom lies in haste, and the invader’s at the door.
Grab the heart of the world and wring it, before it wrings your neck.
The programme of five short classics (and classics in the making) adheres to the festival maxim Do Not Go Gentle and offers insight into various circumstances and forms of repression, while consistently insisting on a united and finite response, which always takes on the shape of inevitable resistance.
