
Discourse or Intercourse: One on One
Robert Softley Gale
Ten short intimate one-on-one conversations with Robert Softley Gale – We all want to see ourselves reflected in the world around us—in society, in art, in culture… in porn?
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Ten short intimate one-on-one conversations with Robert Softley Gale – We all want to see ourselves reflected in the world around us—in society, in art, in culture… in porn?
Ex Ganger guitarist’s solo performance for guitar and fx, featuring breathless processed guitar, complex in structure and melody.
Now a two day festival, INSTAL 04 was borne of a desire to open eyes, challenge audiences and expand musical horizons. This was also the year in which a certain representative from Corwood Industries made his first ever live appearance.
Solo performance on bass clarinet, jaw harp & voice by Arrington De Dionyso.
Glasgow. Free-playing quartet of bass/ cello/ voice from The Glasgow Improvisors Orchestra and Age Of Wire & String.
I wanna be with you everywhere was a gathering of, by, and for disabled artists and writers and anyone who wanted to get with us for a series of crip meet-ups, performances, readings and other social spaces of surplus, abundance and joy.
An evening of live performances, readings & saucy rococo cakes celebrating the launch of Truth and Lies – An Anthology of Writing and Art by Sex Workers.
A solo improvisation using just the situation of the concert: a space, a PA, Mattin’s own thoughts, you, the audience.
Dundee. Progressive rhythmical guitar squall vs. post-highland discorporate dusk-jockey.
The most sophisticated synthetic music around: timbrally otherwise body music as sonified fictions and auditive sociograms.
Can we use sound, repetition and difference to personally and collectively engage with space, time and labour?
Black-clad with an ominous aura created by their distorted guitar epics, burnt-out ballads and raucous mantric jams.