After…After…(Access)
Jordan Lord
A fully transcribed, described, and open-captioned film screening that’s nothing short of their actual open heart.
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A fully transcribed, described, and open-captioned film screening that’s nothing short of their actual open heart.
Work that focuses in on the static hiss and background noise of recording and pushes it to the fore.
Simple maths and stringent scored instructions move precise frequencies and clicks to create a dense, fluctuating environment of standing waves and physical sound.
An occasion for commotion, and a chorus of motions. Choreography rotating your revolutions and then some.
UK conceptual/ drone/ noise artist, who is seriously posing what might seem to be unanswerable questions of music.
Goofily deformed, deeply thought vocal jams: like the sound of your own breath rushing through your head.
A space to reflect on our own experiences with the police and explore more community and care-based ways of dealing with violence and difficulties in our lives.
The Scottish based Paragon Ensemble has commissioned David Fennessy to compose music for Instal, which will be performed during the evening.
For day three of Ultra-red’s project, the investigation will take up protocols for listening to the sound of freedom composed and facilitated by Nancy Nevárez.
On the birthday of Marsha P. Johnson, this event brings together several elements that celebrate the radical care and kinship characteristic of the Trans revolutionary.
Could they be one of the most ferocious live noise acts around, or a necessary and ludicrous parody of ferocious noise acts? Could they be both?
Why won’t the idea of the particle or individual go away? Is the measurement problem in physics a documentary film issue? What can a human be without its crutches of life-time and measure?