Fennesz
Fennesz
Austrian guitarist who specialises in a warm digital deconstruction of guitar noise
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Austrian guitarist who specialises in a warm digital deconstruction of guitar noise
What would have happened in 1963 if someone from the voguing ball scene going on in Harlem had travelled downtown to perform alongside the early postmoderns at Judson Church?
A mixture of investigation groups, live performances, screenings and installations at DCA; the festival looked to strip back music, sound, film and moving image to their core ideas and explore them with artists and audiences.
Post consideration and post rationalisation… How do we think about experimental music and film after the performance?
The Truth and Lies book project emerges as part of a rising tide of sex worker art and organised struggle to end criminalisation and stigmatisation of sex work.
Radical transfeminism aims to hold the space for finding relations between the ruins of the everyday. Emerging from the debris, spaces for politics find form as poetics to carry understandings, actions and be/longings.
Dworkin asks: What would a non-expressive poetry look like? A poetry of intellect rather than emotion?
No Wave, damaged garage jams and crazed instant vocal shrieks.
Gravitational Feel is an engine for intensifying the differentiation of our entanglement, which you continually reprogramme in the mutual rub, shift and lap of its sonic, wooden, steel, textile and human material.
A chorister attempting to sing Vivaldi, with live accompaniment, while trampolining for 20 minutes.
All ticket income goes directly to We Will Rise – a group of migrants, refugees, asylum seekers and their allies who have come together to End Immigration Detention in the UK.
Sax/Drums duo of raucous, pealing noise, and cries of beguiling lyricism, whispered sax phrases float in a timbral cloud of bowed metal and rumbling toms.