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Seth Cluett
Like walking through the abstracted amalgamation of 30 or so storms, trays of water shaken by thunder, light bouncing off pools.
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Like walking through the abstracted amalgamation of 30 or so storms, trays of water shaken by thunder, light bouncing off pools.
Our favourite Lancashire-born autodictact asks what’s political about the tension between the individual and the collective in free jazz.
Summer Solstice hang out IRL and URL on 21 June
Amid the blur of erotics, the jangle of poetics, and the fetishizing of sickness and disability, the heat of Panteha’s performance and sculpture freezes all.
What does it mean to listen with the mind as well as the ears? A solo performance from the great avant-garde pianist.
Tiny fragments of sound recombined and woven into spare and precise, violent yet beautiful pieces
IN OUR LIFETIME, is an anti-imperialist resource, edited by Hussein Mitha, produced by Arika for Episode 11, featuring poetry, essays, questions, prompts, letters and works of anti-colonial imaginary.
Disused railway turning circle at east end of Union Terrace Gardens, a historically public space at the centre of a regeneration land-grab for the private gain of a local petro-chemical magnate.
A sound of buzzing and flickering metallic drones, glottal stops and guttural growls, and also an explosiveness and purity of sound that reminds you as much of Bill Dixon as anyone else.
UNINSTAL was a set of events at Tramway that tested out radical ideas with leading local and international artists. A collection of events (performances, films, installations, walks and talks) about sound and listening.
UK conceptual/ drone/ noise artist, who is seriously posing what might seem to be unanswerable questions of music.
Instead of the one-way monologue of normal performance, what would be the result of an actual collective dialogue? Where would it go?