Defaalt
Defaalt
Glasgow based artist Defaalt invites the audience to collaborate fully in his performance by means of a generative graphical interface.
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Glasgow based artist Defaalt invites the audience to collaborate fully in his performance by means of a generative graphical interface.
Poems are kisses, fists, and underground rivers. For all these reasons and many more, I am a poet.
Moor Mother is a musician, Philadelphian housing activist and black quantum futurist.
A programme that looks at how sound and image can be treated as variants in a collection of ordered objects; at how to create meaning from the similar, and to notice difference.
Multiple images, glimpses of old films, abstract images in the midst of an electro-acoustic sound field of tape loops & analogue synthesizers
Loïc and Marc are proposing a series of investigations into the tension between improvisation and recording and how it can be used to engage with different spaces and environments around Dundee
Summer Solstice hang out IRL and URL on 21 June
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?
The final iteration of Arika’s INSTAL festivals, the 2010 edition was an experimental festival of experimental music – 3 days of events at the Tramway that explored un-average ideas about sound and music.
French improviser, composer, writer & musical thinker of dry humour and elegant clarity. Sly conjurer of music from the unconsidered processes of music making.
John Mullarkey sets in a wider context our understanding of Alain Badiou and Francois Laruelle, two of the most radical philosophers in Europe today.
Los Glissandinos work with clarinet and sine tones beating and thrumming in your middle ear, all beautifully paced and serene, but with just enough steely menace broiling under the surface to keep you on edge.