The Secret of Music – discussion
Alan Cummings Keiji Haino
Journalist and underground music champion Alan Cummings talks to Keiji Haino about his career and his performance the previous evening.
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Journalist and underground music champion Alan Cummings talks to Keiji Haino about his career and his performance the previous evening.
A cinema of the mind, a film to take place in the viewers’ imagination(s).
A performed, open, public conversation about how we might think politics from the position of intuition, in which Denise and Valentina use un-reasonable tools to map out a hybrid poetical/ ethical reading of their own situations.
A somehow hyper-modern, ancient and folkloric lip-synced, made-up, fashioned performance.
Glasgow. Power electronic klutz behaviour by Kovorox sound head-honcho. Bruised bodies and broken microphones.
Politicised fan-fiction chronicling working class gay urban space and fantasy.
Sachiko’s very simple, pure sine tones and structures. Otomo on double pianos. Filament’s music isn’t composed and it isn’t improvised: it’s a hybrid of the two.
How might two of the great musicians working within contrasting traditions of freedom collaborate? What might this produce: musically, socially, allegorically?
An open collaborative workshop space in which games, warm-up sessions, exercises and scenes are potentially the same thing, through which to project your own concerns onto the stage.
Beat poet Ira Cohen’s now infamous and wildly psychedelic film odyssey feeds one’s own seeing apparatus through beautifully warped and distorting mylar mirrors, resulting in a film dense and rich with visual arcana and poetry.
A double bill. A simple first person, Dundee-specific tracking shot that approaches the cinema/ screen/ space the film will eventually be shown in and in Brazilian opera house, a fixed camera gazes at a local audience from the stage: a choir, hidden in the orchestra pit, sings and gradually fades to silence.
Black-clad with an ominous aura created by their distorted guitar epics, burnt-out ballads and raucous mantric jams.