
Film Programme: Bleu Shut
A kind of audience activating, structured film guessing game in the manipulation of time, sound and image. “At 11:15, weiners. At 21:05, pornography. At 23:30, a duet. Watch the Clock.”
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A kind of audience activating, structured film guessing game in the manipulation of time, sound and image. “At 11:15, weiners. At 21:05, pornography. At 23:30, a duet. Watch the Clock.”
Freeform Super 8mm documentation of Friday at Instal 06 by filmmaker Matt Hulse.
Join activists, academics and artists as they reflect on abolitionist praxis and thought, exploring covergences with gender, poetry, technology, performance, speculation, aesthetics, film and culture. This series of events commemorates Black August and is for anyone who wishes to answer the abolitionist call to action and thought.
Poetry of raw fearless truth and the realest crip insight fully embedded in absolute lyrical lounge.
Heat-mapped bodies, found porn films, Korean psyche-folk, creepy police intrusion and self-defence.
From really simple, open instructions, An Unrhymed Chord creates a kind of half-way point between composition and improvisation.
A fulcrum to the Japanese noise scene, JOJO Hiroshige has been responsible for much of the explosion of free music coming from Japan in the last 30 years.
Setting up a minimal procedure to explore the interaction between a person and the (documentary) film/ video process. What initially seems simple ends up contrarily distanced and intimate, public and private.
Poems are kisses, fists, and underground rivers. For all these reasons and many more, I am a poet.
West Coast drone-age guitar grumbler/ consumer electronic reclaimer meets free-thinking clang/ chime/ drone bluesman of The East.
A loud, buzzing stew of electrical light as noise and convulsive electric guitar squall.
Brother and sister stumble over the early morning horizon in a spectral haze of emotionally devastating lunar vocals and oblique, lithium-soaked folk.