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Music forCamp ConcentrationTHE INEXPRESSIBLE MISERIES are
Recorded and mixed at the Winter Headquarters, August–December 1987.
Cover: poster of Richard Nixon, 1971, from the book Prop Art by Gary Yanker. This title (P) 1988, 2004 Cemental Health Records. This album is respectfully dedicated to Mr Disch. |
Early in 1986 I was given a copy of Thomas M. Disch’s Camp Concentration.
It’s a novel about genius and disease, in the same way that Thomas Mann’s
Doktor Faustus (to which it acknowledges its debt) is about genius
and disease. It’s also about much more, of course, Mr Disch being
one of those people who write social commentaries disguised as works of
science fiction – more properly, “speculative fiction”.
Both Val Widdowson (who gave me the book) and I were struck by how
theatrical Camp Conc. was; we were sure that it could be staged
without the butchery involved in most adaptations for the theatre – and
we were in no doubt that, with governments and corporations alike tending
not merely towards the authoritarian but the totalitarian, this story would
make a valuable parable to sting all decent people into taking steps to
reverse the trend... or at least to be mumbled about cogently by the last
of the dying breed of old-fashioned liberals. (A liberal, in 1988,
is someone enlightened enough to favour segregation as an alternative to
genocide.)
At the time there happened to be a vacancy with a touring theatre company
for a new play for their 1986 summer tour of the Cambridge, Oxford and
Edinburgh Fringes. I applied with an as-then-unwritten adaptation
of Camp Conc. I came second. There were two entries.
The other was an as-then-half-written adaptation of L’Étranger.
I take comfort in the fact that it bombed. Well, I thought, maybe
next year. Next year came but that company’s tour didn’t; it had
spontaneously folded.
By then, though, with the assistance of a newly-acquired word-processor,
I had crunched the 150 or so pages of the novel into 130 or so pages of
play. This is a tad on the long side. Since then it’s been
regularly pruned, diligently tended and is now a leaner, fitter, hungrier
100 or so pages; it’s been rejected by another theatre company (this time
in favour of No, No, Nanette) and may be about to metamorphose into
a radio serial, or maybe into an even shorter (say 3½-hour) stage
play. None of this remorseless rejection has in any way dampened
my determination to see this thing produced somewhere, somehow.
The pieces on this tape began life as incidental music for the Mark
2 stage production. They’ve all warped to a greater or lesser extent
from that ideal, but I think not only that they still convey a sense (necessarily
of the most nebulous sort) of the moods of the play, but that most of them
are still usable... and, if I have anything to do with a future production,
some of this stuff will be piped across the footlights to an unsuspecting
audience. Hell, some of it’s even quite pleasant.
TRACK LISTING
ORIGINAL
—all quotations from Camp Concentration by Thomas
M. Disch,
© 1968 by the author. |
BONUS
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