Sachiko M & Anthony McCall
Anthony McCall Sachiko M
Film and sound stripped of ‘content’ and experienced spatially, to be looked at not on the screen but in the space of the gallery
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Film and sound stripped of ‘content’ and experienced spatially, to be looked at not on the screen but in the space of the gallery
A life force of ecstatic clarity capable of loquacious bursts of affirmation.
“Mackey composes realist-mythic layering of lyrical prose unlike anything being written today.” — New York Times. “Our greatest living epic poet…Mackey’s poetry and criticism have reinvented modernism for our time.”— LitHub
Seven women recite monologues composed from texts from the vibrant years of the Weimar Republic. A kind of cultural echo: an experience of histories brought to the present.
An occasion for commotion, and a chorus of motions. Choreography rotating your revolutions and then some.
Three speakers play back pre-recorded sounds, Marc listens and responds: “What is played is the imperfect witness of what I listen to (or maybe better, how I listen).”
Come for the crip ingenuity; stay for the smooth feels of what it is to be each other’s everything.
Two bottomless brunch writing workshops—with readings—speculating the relationship between space, infrastructure, technologies and sex.
A queer black operatic requiem for piano and voice that asks us to stay in the hold of the slave ship, that tries to understand the connection from the slave ship to the prison.
Although Tony had visited Haino in Japan, and they played together in private, this was the first time anyone other that Haino’s cat saw them perform together.
An assembly to try and provide some experiential and theoretical resources for the renewal of a certain affective, extra-political sociality, in the face of one of our great adversaries; the forces of colonial, imperial, genocidal denial.
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?