
The Golden Mean
Charlemagne Palestine
An extravagant debauch of huge pianos, plush toys, cognac and ritual.
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An extravagant debauch of huge pianos, plush toys, cognac and ritual.
The ongoing development of [b]reach, an abolitionist black queer retelling of Marge Piercy’s incredible feminist utopian novel Woman on the Edge of Time.
Ken Jacobs chats to Edwin Carels: Edwin is a curator based in Ghent, responsible for some fantastic programmes of experimental film and art at the Rotterdam Film festival (amongst others).
Amid the blur of erotics, the jangle of poetics, and the fetishizing of sickness and disability, the heat of Panteha’s performance and sculpture freezes all.
Instead of the one-way monologue of normal performance, what would be the result of an actual collective dialogue? Where would it go?
Paper Piece: Secrets is a performance for and with the whole audience, using paper, text, secrets, being in the crowd
Since the 1960’s Oliverios has had a profound influence on generations of musicians through her work with myth and ritual, improvisation and meditation.
Improvising using nothing so much as the passage of time as his instrument, Basinski creates works of great melancholic depth and fragile beauty.
Artist Derek Lodge running a specially designed social space, somewhere for conversation, story-telling and interaction.
How do communities formed under the duress of violent othering and the joy of solidarity – such as ballroom culture, Black diasporas, Zapatistas – reform bonds of kinship?
Long Stringed Instrument performance involving up to 100 wires strung in tension over a 40m arch.
A riot of 60’s psychedelia, magick, ritual and tight black leather, this programme highlights underground innovators who use and subvert pop music for their own experimental ends; and be warned, in Anger, there’s real darkness.