Jana Gertler, Minstrel, 1980
The bright atmosphere of the Minstrel camouflages the monologue-like musical appearance. In the luminous nostalgic state of after-break cover, David himself contemplates us. The quietude and the state of calmness make the unheard melody vibrate even after the violin bow is silent. The gingery asperities of the works have savour, and the dense texture of the burnt granules must be felt in ancient key. The mythical figure of the young man, conceived as if from the dust of Petra, is torn from the mysterious legends of the past. I do not know why they give me the impression that he just sang for the righteous.
Adrian Buga, Jana Gertler, Images from behind the forehead, 2013