It is Only Sound That Remains

It Is Only Sound That Remains
A sound theatre workshop performance

April 12, 2011
Room MB 7-425
1450 Guy (corner Maisonneuve), 7th floor
Door opens at 7:30 PM and will be closed at 8 PM
There is no entry during the show
Please reserve your seat at:

*Free Admission

Writer and director: Shahrzad Arshadi
Producer: Caroline Kunzle
Soundscape: Moe Clark

صدا ، صدا ، تنها صدا
صدای خواهش شفاف آب به جاری شدن
صدای ریزش نور ستاره بر جدار مادگی خاک
صدای انعقاد نطفه ی معنی
و بسط ذهن مشترک عشق
صدا ، صدا ، صدا ، تنها صداست که میماند

“Sound, sound, only sound,
the sound of limpid wishes
of water flowing,
the sound of starlight falling
on the wall of earth's femininity
the sound when meaning begins
at the expansion of loves shared mind.
Sound, sound, sound,
only sound remains………”

- by Forugh Farrokhzad

It Is Only Sound That Remains is the story of Shahrzad Arshadi coming into contact with an exceptional woman, Ziba Kazemi, after her tragic death at the hands of Iranian authorities in the summer of 2003.

This sound theatre performance is an experimental and innovative project using the words, archival recordings and voice of Ziba Kazemi, herself, in order to create a live, audio performance. This project, proposed by Shahrzad Arshadi, was selected for the Oral History And Performance working group’s 2010-2011 Artist-in-Residency for the Life Stories Montreal project.

Sounds are playing softly in the space. After everyone is settled, the lights go out. The play begins. We hear a voice; it is Ziba, the woman that I admire, here with us. It’s an invocation of her spirit that exists beyond our visual realm. Sounds of archival conversations and audio footage of her life, music, her conversations with her four-year old son (Salman) Stephan while Ziba prepared dinner, teaching him to say certain phrases, sometimes in French, sometimes in Farsi, mixed with professional actors reading from the script in English, these private moments heard by the audience in the dark, allow each person listening to draw an image of this living, breathing woman and her life in their mind’s eye and come into the intimate sphere of a woman whose life became very public only after her death. A living document is created.



Special thanks to:
Stephan Kazemi for sharing his mother’s memory and life with me so generously.