
Iain Campbell
Iain Campbell F-W
A series of three short performed situations and statements to be examined or judged from the most interesting young musician in Glasgow (we think).
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A series of three short performed situations and statements to be examined or judged from the most interesting young musician in Glasgow (we think).
This closing session will be a space for reflection and feedback. We can discuss ways we can share what we’ve learned and explored with our wider communities. We can talk about if we want to do more sessions and /or projects together.
Instead of the one-way monologue of normal performance, what would be the result of an actual collective dialogue? Where would it go?
A live installation of the ‘Film Ist’: projected on 4 huge screens and an improvised soundtrack from 4 figureheads of the Austrian experimental music scene.
An open conversation hosted by Saidiya Hartman and Fred Moten around ‘fugitivity’ and ‘waywardness’ and what it means to be in flight, excessive or ungovernable.
A trance inducing, flickering investigation of structural and minimalist droning from one of the key thinkers in sound and image over the last 50 years
A specially commissioned performance for organ. “The course of the stars were to be put to sound.”
Sonic ‘observations’ of the world, through micro recordings on a tiny scale and transformed into something musically compelling.
Guitar solo where inscrutable, minute electric sounds are excavated by palms that smother and strangle, that wring sound from the fretboard, from behind the bridge.
Power-electronic klutz behaviour indecipherable blasphemies, cuts, bruises and broken microphones by Kovorox Sound head-honcho Lea Cummings.
Daniel Carter & Sabir Mateen’s trio with percussionist Andrew Barker; incessantly driving forward through sweat-drenched bursts of pure ecstatic freedom.
Originally billed as a duo of Ingar Zach and Derek Bailey, John Butcher stood in for Bailey at the last minute.