
Object of Thought
Mattin
A solo improvisation using just the situation of the concert: a space, a PA, Mattin’s own thoughts, you, the audience.
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A solo improvisation using just the situation of the concert: a space, a PA, Mattin’s own thoughts, you, the audience.
Haino exceeds expectation with a 4 hour solo performance on a collection of more than forty instruments from all over the world.
An audio report for the NATOarts board of directors that seeks to promote global security and stability through the exhibition of works of conceptual art.
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Edinburgh. Beer and smoke befuddled drone/ deadly efforts by Pjorn72 kingpin.
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 saxophone. Handheld fans. Shrill squeaks. Splutters, gargling. An incredible diversity of sounds, intensely focused by an inventive musician.
Is there a link between the ways we’re caged and exiled by the prison-industrial complex and the ways people’s bodies are violently categorised and segregated by race, class, gender or ability?
Duo performance by two great French musique concrète improvisers using feedback, contact mics, tape, an old Revox tape machine, a vintage synth…
An audio/ video, lecture/ performance exploring the queer and companionly inter-activity of human-animal relations.
“Beginning where you and me ends, where we don’t so much come but are already here.” Join James and Nisha to talk about breath, erotics and flesh, about our social, poetic cosubstantiality.
Black-clad with an ominous aura created by their distorted guitar epics, burnt-out ballads and raucous mantric jams.