
Combatant Status Review Tribunal
Andrea Geyer Ashley Hunt David Thorne Sharon Hayes Katya Sander
Somewhere between performance, stripped down theatre and an intense kind of public learning or maybe even a public hearing.
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Somewhere between performance, stripped down theatre and an intense kind of public learning or maybe even a public hearing.
The queer archiving of traumatic cultural memory from one of the leading voices working with queer archives.
Munehiro Narita’s Kyoaku No Intention (Worst Intentions) fired out some of the most compelling no-wave improvised rock of the 80s.
Smith/Stewart set up allegorical situations over which they often have little to no control, but which instigate explorations of dependence and trust, the body, sex and death.
Organised by Twiggy Pucci Garcon and Pony Zion, The Masters Ball focuses on the work of 50 individuals designated within the scene as ‘masters’ in their respective performance categories, which include Vogue, Runway, and Face.
Do almost nothing: re-present (unaltered and arranged by chance) silent family home movies handed down to Flo, (Ken’s wife) and follow them with a “teach yourself Yiddish” cassette tape.
Glasgow. Power electronic klutz behaviour by Kovorox sound head-honcho. Bruised bodies and broken microphones.
Is it possible to dance our way out of the hardened stances and identity prisons we are locked in?
Rhodri Davies plays two deconstructed harps. Lee Patterson examines the sonic properties of burning nuts.
Complexly interacting colossal drones by the creator of some of the most legendary yet least heard music of the 70’s.
Writing that shows us that, even in struggle, there is light to be let in.
Daniel Carter & Sabir Mateen’s trio with percussionist Andrew Barker; incessantly driving forward through sweat-drenched bursts of pure ecstatic freedom.