Kjell Björgeengen, Keith Rowe & Philipp Wachsmann
Keith Rowe Kjell Björgeengen Philipp Wachsmann
An immersive environment where sound is looped through oscillators, radio, guitar pick-ups and video amps to create dense strobing images and colours
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An immersive environment where sound is looped through oscillators, radio, guitar pick-ups and video amps to create dense strobing images and colours
A kind of performed installation of searing noise and silence, where we’re not sure who the performer is, when it starts or ends or even who it’s for.
4 days of workshops, discussions and artists presentations exploring the radical act of caring for each other while working to change the world.
The worlds leading radio art station brings you: a performance, a radio show, an installation, an endurance test.
Kanta is a young Japanese artist with a home-made, short circuited take on electronics and physical phenomena which he uses in performance to produce close circuit systems of audio / video feedback.
No Wave, damaged garage jams and crazed instant vocal shrieks.
A solo improvisation using just the situation of the concert: a space, a PA, Mattin’s own thoughts, you, the audience.
Black Boned Angel’s is a rock sound, stripped of all extraneous detail right down to its core, stretched out and nailed to the ceiling.
Each of these films addresses place, landscape or location and the personal reaction to their magical or concrete properties. Watch out for Kren’s structural, throbbing investigation of a forest and Baillie’s intimate and humble essay on a blind guitarist and the relationship between songs of Mexican revolutionaries and the people and places they looked to inspire.
A chat, with examples (Zola, H. P. Lovecraft, Hammer Horror), about blackness and the sheer stupid thickness of what has no profundity whatsoever.
Tiny fragments of sound recombined and woven into spare and precise, violent yet beautiful pieces
There are core ways in which our listening to the radio differs from other kinds of listening. What happens when we pay attention to how we pay attention?