Published On Jul 8, 2021
Rumput performs innovative stringband music and shadow theater. We often collaborate with our teachers in Indonesia, from whom we have studied kroncong (Indonesian stringband music) and wayang kulit (shadow theater).
Wayang beber is a traditional Javanese scroll art. Dani Iswardana specializes in contemporary and experimental forms of wayang beber. Kroncong is a stringband music of Indonesia. Danis Sugiyanto specializes in contemporary and experimental forms of kroncong. Dhalang (narrator): Sigit Setiawan.
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Javanese: Kocap Kacarita, lah punika ta critane Raden Panji kalawan Si Brayut
Indonesian: Dikisahkan, inilah ceritanya Raden Panji dengan Brayut
English: Here is the story of Raden Panji and Brayut
Tetanen jawa wis ora ngalam lesunge diganti selepan, para among tani dadi buruh-buruh perkotaan, Raden Panji jroning panjelman pethuk Brayut kang lagi sambat arerantan.
Pertanian Jawa sudah tidak normal/alami, lesungnya/alat mengupas padi diganti mesin, para petani menjadi buruh di kota, Raden Panji di dalam penyamaran bertemu dengan Brayut yang sedang berkeluh kesah
The Javanese farmers have changed. The traditional rice pounder has been replaced by a machine. The farmers have become factory workers in the cities. Raden Panji in disguise meets Brayut who is complaining about her lot.
Surem surem dewangkara kingkin,
Lir manguswa kang layon
Dennya ilang kang memanise wadanan nira layu,
kumel kucem rah nya maratani, O..
Matahari bersinar redup, seperti menghirup bangkai orang mati, hilang keindahan, semua mati, noda darah merata. .ooo
The sun shines weakly, as if smelling corpses, all beauty is lost, all have died, the bloodstain spreads. . . ooo.
Singer: Prihatin sawah pariku uwis ora bisa ditanduri
Perasaan yang sedih sawah dan pariku sudah tidak bisa ditanami
A sad feeling, my field and my rice cannot be planted
Kebak pabrik lan polusi
Penuh pabrik dan polusi
Full of factories and pollution
Pratani ngalih neng kutha, Makarya sakanane
Petani-petani berpindah ke kota, bekerja seadanya
Farmers move to the city, work where they can
Dimen kluarga bisa nedha
Supaya keluarga bisa makan
So that their families can eat
Dhalang: Jawa wis ora subur, Sang Panji Inu Kertapati kang wus dadi Juru Sungging ingkang wus pono marang gumelaring jagad maju. Aneng kana ketemu kalawan Juru Pamilih klawan Juru Warta.
Jawa tidak subur lagi, Sang Panji Inu Kertapati menjadi wartawan yang sudah paham dengan modernitas. Di negeri seberang bertemu dengan Kurator dan Wartawan.
Java is infertile. Raden Panji becomes a reporter, familiar with modernity. In foreign lands he meets a curator and journalist.
Jawa wis ora subur. Si Brayut lungo nggoleki panguripan nganti tekan tanah sabrang. Dene apes e si Brayut, karingkus dening Juru Nagara.
Jawa tidak subur lagi. Si Brayut pergi mencari kehidupan sampai luar negeri. Sial bagi Brayut, tertangkap petugas imigrasi.
Java is no longer fertile. Brayut leaves, becoming a refugee abroad. She is detained by immigration officials.
Singer: O wayange manungsa dadi kaca diri,
O wayangnya manusia jadi cermin, mebuka rahasianya
The shadow play of humanity becomes a mirror for itself, it opens the secret
Mrih dadi pangusada jiwa, pra manungsa eling lan waspada
Supaya jadi obat jiwa, para manusia ingat dan hati hati
So that it becomes medicine to the soul of humanity, remember and take care
Dhalang: Nalika samana, Akad wancine, Sang Panji lunga menyang pasar kunane, dene kaget jroning ati ngerti kahanan Jawa saiki.
Ketika itu, hari Minggu, Sang Panji pergi ke pasar lama ya, kaget dalam hati melihat keadaan Jawa sekarang.
One Sunday. Raden Panji goes to an old market, amazed to see the situation of the Javanese there.
Pocapan Ruwatan
Sawah-sawah dadi omah, ara-ara dadi gedung gora.
Kedhung-kedhung dadi suwung, kali-kali wis tanpa ili.
Alas tuntas, tanpa tilas, kepapras menungsa kang nggragas
Sawah-sawah berubah menjadi rumah, tanah luas menjadi gedung-gedung besar. Sumber-sumber air jadi kering, sungai-sungai sudah tidak mengalir. Hutan lenyap tanpa bekas, ditebangi manusia serakah.
The fields have become apartment complexes. Open spaces have become large buildings. The wells have run dry. The rivers no longer flow. Greed clears the forests.
Hayu, Rahayu, Rahayua Sagung Dumadi.
Selamat semua yang ada
Peace to all.