
Fred Moten – Reading
Fred Moten
African American history, avant-garde jazz riffs and activism intertwine in experimental verse of extraordinary and affecting beauty that has to be heard.
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African American history, avant-garde jazz riffs and activism intertwine in experimental verse of extraordinary and affecting beauty that has to be heard.
Miniscule free-noise hissy-fits and broken instrument scrape/ squeal jams from the fools what brought you Giant Tank.
Freeform Super 8mm documentation of Friday at Instal 06 by filmmaker Matt Hulse.
What might Carter and Parker’s collaboration tell us about our own performances of responsibility and liberty, whether individual, social or musical?
This trans-exclusive workshop, co-facilitated by River McAskill, River Molloy and Zinzi Buchanan, offers body-focused exercises and creative practices for a trans-exclusive space, situated within the present local and global climate. We will bring an array of offerings related to the question: how can we take care of ourselves and one another, when we can’t trust state systems to take care of us? Come as you are and bring anything that adds to your comfort.
A performance for dry ice and four specially constructed steel tables, each one heated by a single candle until searingly hot.
“I am truly without faith. In a media marketplace that demands soulness, I can only offer soulnessless.”
Formed as a means to realise William Bennett’s goal of “a sound that could bludgeon an audience into submission”
Come for the crip ingenuity; stay for the smooth feels of what it is to be each other’s everything.
“Hidden in the hands an alluvial transcription of reach and embrace. The final flickers of the body’s expression, caress and touch.” – boychild
A slowed down single tracking shot along a corridor as workers at the Bath Iron Works, (Maine, USA) take their lunch break.
Harrowing but musical confrontations with the very real, physical and aural trauma of a woman screaming.