
Ten Years Alive on the Infinite Plane
Angharad Davies Mark Wastell Nikos Veliotis Tony Conrad
A trance inducing, flickering investigation of structural and minimalist droning from one of the key thinkers in sound and image over the last 50 years
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A trance inducing, flickering investigation of structural and minimalist droning from one of the key thinkers in sound and image over the last 50 years
Ever changing coven of feedback worshipping witches led by Blood Stereo/ Smack Music 7 shrieker Karen Constance spit audio hexes through yr skulls.
Includes: a £20 note, stock fluctuations, an examination of words in the video medium, a linguistic challenge for your mind, a frame by frame dissection 50 words, shop front poetry, image and language head to head and newspapers under the microscope.
Jarringly beautiful and often maniacal expression of hallucinatory and very personal visions.
One of the most arresting and unique improvisers in Japan, creating an original and powerful body of free music.
Tormented and drawn-out high-pitched yelps and drones, all interleaved with periods of torpid silence.
African American history, avant-garde jazz riffs and activism intertwine in experimental verse of extraordinary and affecting beauty that has to be heard.
An open-ended moment in an ongoing series of films, notes, performances, diagrams and drawings which trace the questions they share. A “porous space between cinema time-space and lived time-space.”
Could they be one of the most ferocious live noise acts around, or a necessary and ludicrous parody of ferocious noise acts? Could they be both?
How do people both inside and outside of prison work together to dismantle the criminal justice system and build a society based on collective care?
Black-clad with an ominous aura created by their distorted guitar epics, burnt-out ballads and raucous mantric jams.
Bleu Shut reveals, and allows us to enjoy, our gullibility within the pervasive absurdity of modern life.