Object of Thought
Mattin
A solo improvisation using just the situation of the concert: a space, a PA, Mattin’s own thoughts, you, the audience.
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A solo improvisation using just the situation of the concert: a space, a PA, Mattin’s own thoughts, you, the audience.
TEST is a collective creative improvising quartet based out of the NYC Underground (figuratively and literally). Their street-hardened, spatial Jazz is riotous and intense: is also makes us think about collective organization, and different ideas of responsibility and liberty.
Noise music for the eyes: projectors turned into instruments, B&W film loops into a thrumming riot of colour, motion and sound.
Noise music for the eyes. A 6 screen 16mm projection performance of intense audio and visual stimulus.
A recently reanimated Ascension, with mighty Leeds drum hero Paul Hession bringing a dense polyrhythmic torrent into play with Jaworzyn’s reinvigorated piercing guitar.
Acting at the minimum. Each film here substitutes one small thing for another, (ironically) transforming received meanings by the simplest of actions; often kind of funny too.
A fully transcribed, described, and open-captioned film screening that’s nothing short of their actual open heart.
Criminal Queers visualises a radical trans/queer struggle against the prison industrial complex, working to abolish the multiple ways our hearts, genders, and desires are confined.
Paper Piece: Secrets is a performance for and with the whole audience, using paper, text, secrets, being in the crowd
Akio Suzuki and John Butcher performing in a remote sea cave near Durness.
When we look, how do we objectify the body; how can we reflect on our (self) image as a construction?
Guitar solo where inscrutable, minute electric sounds are excavated by palms that smother and strangle, that wring sound from the fretboard, from behind the bridge.