
Christian Marclay’s Screen Play
John Butcher Paul Lovens Steve Beresford Christian Marclay
A silent collage of found film footage partially layered with computer graphics to provide a framework in which live music can develop.
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A silent collage of found film footage partially layered with computer graphics to provide a framework in which live music can develop.
One-shot sonic portraits of 4 houses, their inhabitants and their relationship to sound, from 2 of the most deep-thinking field-recording artists around.
A space to reflect on our own experiences with the police and explore more community and care-based ways of dealing with violence and difficulties in our lives.
Artist Derek Lodge running a specially designed social space, somewhere for conversation, story-telling and interaction.
A public walk from George Square to the Barras market bringing contributions from researchers, activists and artists in a form of live critical praxis
A performative survey of listening, as we managed to find it being used as a tool in different practices, disciplines and communities in North America (music, poetry, film, philosophy, activism…).
For day four of Ultra-red’s project, the investigation will take up protocols for listening to the sound of freedom composed and facilitated by Fred Moten.
Why won’t the idea of the particle or individual go away? Is the measurement problem in physics a documentary film issue? What can a human be without its crutches of life-time and measure?
How might two of the great musicians working within contrasting traditions of freedom collaborate? What might this produce: musically, socially, allegorically?
Instead of the one-way monologue of normal performance, what would be the result of an actual collective dialogue? Where would it go?
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.
Out of a dark haze, shafts of lights are picked out from the surface of film. Out of the black silence, noise, audible scratches bloom into a bright drone of broken and cracked objects.