Golden Cherry Ball
MV & EE The Cherry Blossoms
An event exploring anarchic and communal situations of musical creation with MV, EE and The Cherry Blossoms.
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An event exploring anarchic and communal situations of musical creation with MV, EE and The Cherry Blossoms.
Minimal details and otherworldly glistening drones, rich with sustained metallic timbres that breathe with the scrapped pulse of bowed metal.
When one calls a strike, who hears the call, who attunes and listens to it? How to listen to the call of a strike? What prevents one from hearing this call or stops one from listening to it?
Three iconic figures from the Japanese underground assembled as a trio to stand in for the advertised duo of Junko and Jerome Noetinger who was unable to attend the festival due to illness.
A chat, with examples (Zola, H. P. Lovecraft, Hammer Horror), about blackness and the sheer stupid thickness of what has no profundity whatsoever.
A discussion about what is at stake in the performance of realness and the practice of passing, and how they are both acts of survival and resistance.
A recorded a conversation that grounds the Episode, exploring Ailton Krenak’s thinking and distinct poetics of life; as it work against capitalism and fascism, as a denunciation of political alliances, and maybe even of ‘politics’.
A specially commissioned performance for organ. “The course of the stars were to be put to sound.”
Percussion used to explore the social construction of space
“The miracle of Herman Melville is this: that a hundred years ago in Moby Dick…he painted a picture of the world in which we live, which is to this day unsurpassed.” – C. L. R. James
A sound of buzzing and flickering metallic drones, glottal stops and guttural growls, and also an explosiveness and purity of sound that reminds you as much of Bill Dixon as anyone else.
A bodiless treatise on narration, bored speakers, audience misbehaviour and police megaphones, but: is anybody listening?