World Music: Darko Rundek, "Ruke"
"So let me play to you,
My soul is dying from silence,
Don't be afraid of the noise.
What is playing is my hands"
--Chorus from "Ruke"
(Croatia) Darko Rundek has been a pioneer of Yugoslavian experimental pop for over 30 years. He manages to tap into the brooding Slavic soul and extract its most poetic elements. In this video we are not told about the details; who is the "you" and what is this past that has caused a terminal mistrust. Rundek appears as a fragmented image, or embedded in a TV screen. Further, the video fills up the mystery with more mystery-- inanimate objects go about their own secret life, as if just waiting for the humans to leave. The sun crosses the room as if it too, was one of those objects. In the end that which is invisible is the obsession.
"So let me play to you,
My soul is dying from silence,
Don't be afraid of the noise.
What is playing is my hands"
--Chorus from "Ruke"
(Croatia) Darko Rundek has been a pioneer of Yugoslavian experimental pop for over 30 years. He manages to tap into the brooding Slavic soul and extract its most poetic elements. In this video we are not told about the details; who is the "you" and what is this past that has caused a terminal mistrust. Rundek appears as a fragmented image, or embedded in a TV screen. Further, the video fills up the mystery with more mystery-- inanimate objects go about their own secret life, as if just waiting for the humans to leave. The sun crosses the room as if it too, was one of those objects. In the end that which is invisible is the obsession.
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World Music: Darko Rundek, "Ruke"
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