He's got it, performance

SOUND & ASSISTANCE Anastasia Mandel
VOCAL TRAINING Annette Goldbeck-Löwe
CORREPETITON Matthias Klünder

He's got it explores creation myths, genius and talent narratives in the arts, with a focus on musical theatre and the affect economy it employs.
Musical singing techniques form the basis for a physical practice. In this exploration, I am particularly invested in the work of artists such as Stephen Sondheim and Howard Ashman, whose contributions often reflect aspects of gay realities, the AIDS crisis and living with HIV.

I thought you did it for me, Daddy
I thought you did it for me, Daddy….

I though you made a no talent into a star because you liked doing things the hard way, Daddy.
And you haven’t got any talent.
Not what I call talent.
Talent for the the class, style and tasteless, maybe.
Not an ounce of it, Mister Mediocre.

"If I hate anything more than children, it's chrildren on stage"
You left me in the the middle of a sentence.
You were always in the middle of a sentence.

I made you, and you want to know why?
You know what i did it for?
I was looking for love and this is what I got.

With what I got in me I could have been better than any of you.
What I got in me, what I’ve been holding down inside of me...

Oh, if i ever let it out!
There wouldn’t be signs big enough!
There wouldn’t be lights bright enough!

I thought you did it for me, Daddy
I thought you did it for me, Daddy….

I though you made a no talent into a star because you liked doing things the hard way, Daddy.
And you haven’t got any talent.
Not what I call talent.
Talent for the the class, style and tasteless, maybe.
Not an ounce of it, Mister Mediocre.

"If I hate anything more than children, it's chrildren on stage"
You left me in the the middle of a sentence.
You were always in the middle of a sentence.

I made you, and you want to know why?
You know what i did it for?
I was looking for love and this is what I got.

With what I got in me I could have been better than any of you.
What I got in me, what I’ve been holding down inside of me...

Oh, if i ever let it out!
There wouldn’t be signs big enough!
There wouldn’t be lights bright enough!