
My Cat Is An Alien
My Cat Is An Alien
Italian duo of brothers Maurizio and Roberto Opalio utilising an array of acoustic and electric guitars, various toy-instruments and toy-microphones.
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Italian duo of brothers Maurizio and Roberto Opalio utilising an array of acoustic and electric guitars, various toy-instruments and toy-microphones.
Michael Colligan pressing white hot metal into dry ice, causing the metal to sing and scream.
For this day-long festival, sex workers and their allies from New York, the tri-state area, and Europe will gather at MoMA PS1 to debate, perform, dance, strategize & share knowledge.
Real-time video feedback loops submerged in laminal sheets of sound soaked in gauzy timbral detail and multi-valenced, buzzing overtones.
The mutability of the body and the mobility of identity: queered pop culture, drag, lip-sync and performance.
An immersive live performance for multiple 16mm film and bass clarinet, taking in the whole gallery, submerging the audience.
How do people both inside and outside of prison work together to dismantle the criminal justice system and build a society based on collective care?
One of the most arresting and unique improvisers in Japan, creating an original and powerful body of free music.
A sort of prayer and conference, a sort of scream and dialogue – a monologue and declaration at the time, addressing how we can build complicity with one another.
“I am truly without faith. In a media marketplace that demands soulness, I can only offer soulnessless.”
A 3-day exploration – through performance, screenings and discussion – of the art and politics of wayward communities who refuse to be bound by the fictions of race and sex.
A conversation between influential figures thinking through Blackness and Indigeneity, asking: what if we took seriously the possibility that this world, as we know it, may be coming to an end? We dread the loss of this world, but have we begun to imagine the one to come?