Vorticity in the Eternal Hum
Alexander Moll Jackie Wang
What’s the relationship between the eternal hum of the oceanic beloved and the persistence of vorticity in fluid dynamics? And how does Alice Coltrane’s harp help us stay there?
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What’s the relationship between the eternal hum of the oceanic beloved and the persistence of vorticity in fluid dynamics? And how does Alice Coltrane’s harp help us stay there?
Performance of a Sudoko based graphic score giving rise to a process of self cancellation.
If life is assaulted by power, where do we find spaces for living? A conversation with Peter Pál Pelbart.
A fulcrum to the Japanese noise scene, JOJO Hiroshige has been responsible for much of the explosion of free music coming from Japan in the last 30 years.
Rather than asking the state for services, what kinds of change are made possible when we prioritise people supporting each other?
Guitar and voice. Keening, droning and mourning. Be ready to release and bring your dis-ease.
During Episode 9 we made this clip with Storyboard P at Kinning Park Complex. Video by Ash Reid.
Audio signals pass through light bulbs, causing the filaments of the bulbs to sing and crackle in a chorus of electronic static.
A Performance exploring the nature of acousmatic listening; sound removed from visual context and understood for it’s own properties.
A landmark film on black life – a poetic filmic constellation of meditations, fragments and interviews on what it means to be black in America in the 21st century, from one of its great cinematographers.
Nina’s going to talk about November, by Hito Steyerl: what and how the film thinks, or about what and how it might makes us think (which is connected, but not the same thing), by watching, and it discussing (with you?).
Music is full of refracted brass and wind tones, distorted tape loops, dead silent air and the occasional piercing shard of sound.