FL: Are you ever tempted to set your poems to music?
GK: I don’t know.
FL: Your poem ‘Szymon Srebrnik’, who has the same main character as ‘Shoah’, ends with these words: ‘no no no’. It’s very musical.
GK: I didn’t think about that, but if coincidence or accident leads me in that direction, I’ll do it. It’s certainly more important to me that Trupa Trupa and its democratic model are never changed into Grzegorz Kwiatkowski and Trupa Trupa. In any case, that would be impossible.
FL: How do the different experiences as a musician, songwriter and poet influence you?
GK: For many years, I was very paranoid and tried to separate poetry from music; about a year ago I gave up and decided that was pointless. I believe in a democratic system, but I can’t pretend that I’m not a poet. These two worlds are very close to each other. Almost all of my lyrics on the album – I’m not the only one who writes songs for Trupa Trupa – are similar to Szymon Srebrnik. No One, Nowhere, I Dream About, Anyhow, Anyway. I jokingly call the new album The Samuel Beckett Lonely Hearts Club Band, because it’s a musical album, entertaining, but the lyrics are a linguistic wall, anti-entertainment and anti-aesthetic, because my poetry is technically anti-poetry.
My works are published by Biuro Literackie; this is the shortest book of mine they’ve ever released. The three other books had 22 rather short poems. The new one has 21 poems, even shorter. In my poetry I’ve reached a certain wall. Of The Sun is a rather minimalist wall. After having a child and working on our newest songs, which we haven’t released yet, I can see that Trupa Trupa’s new works will be something darker, more aggressive, but dripping with life. It’s time to get dirty, gather up meat, muscle and life. I think that there’s nothing behind this minimalist wall. If we were to repeat this gesture, it would be futile. Thankfully, plenty of mistakes and unnecessary things occur in life, and these experiences can be heard in our music. I never had animals, not even a dog. Now I have a son, who wakes up in the morning smiling and happy, and that’s something I have to weigh myself against. Somehow become accustomed to it, understand it.