
Jandek
Jandek
Jarringly beautiful and often maniacal expression of hallucinatory and very personal visions.
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Jarringly beautiful and often maniacal expression of hallucinatory and very personal visions.
Writing that shows us that, even in struggle, there is light to be let in.
Includes: a polish counting lesson, around NYC with D A Pennebaker, a portrait of a tower block, a man with a spade, at home with KYTN regular Guy Sherwin, a cinematic Blair Witchish cut-up and a song for some swings.
Equal parts spectacle, installation and performance, his set for us is a specially developed work, ‘turning’, which features an orchestra of multiple turntables, 4 projections and a collection of old, and, quite probably, misfiring analogue kit.
A queer black operatic requiem for piano and voice that asks us to stay in the hold of the slave ship, that tries to understand the connection from the slave ship to the prison.
A silent collage of found film footage partially layered with computer graphics to provide a framework in which live music can develop.
Is it possible to dance our way out of the hardened stances and identity prisons we are locked in?
An contradictory guitarist, he’s equally at home in slow, halting acoustic improvisation or piercing minimal examinations of electric guitar.
Rhodri Davies plays two deconstructed harps. Lee Patterson examines the sonic properties of burning nuts.
The Experimental Improvisers Association of Japan, [EXIAS-J] are a loose collective of musicians and dilettantes who seem to represent an entire and self sufficient scene in one band.
Formed as a means to realise William Bennett’s goal of “a sound that could bludgeon an audience into submission”
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.