
Based on a True Story – 1986
Rashad Becker
The most sophisticated synthetic music around: timbrally otherwise body music as sonified fictions and auditive sociograms.
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The most sophisticated synthetic music around: timbrally otherwise body music as sonified fictions and auditive sociograms.
A collaborative social justice project that uses art, activism and awareness to combat the systemic oppression facing young, trans, queer & gender nonconforming people of colour.
Freeform Super 8mm documentation of Sunday at Instal 06 by filmmaker Matt Hulse.
A Study Session focused on the thinking of Ailton Krenak – one of the great leaders of the Brazilian indigenous movement – led by curators and artists Amilcar Packer Arissana Pataxó.
A chorister attempting to sing Vivaldi, with live accompaniment, while trampolining for 20 minutes.
Sachiko’s very simple, pure sine tones and structures. Otomo on double pianos. Filament’s music isn’t composed and it isn’t improvised: it’s a hybrid of the two.
Hartmut led “a workshop in the old-fashioned way of discussion, mutual exploration of ideas and samples; trying out what can be shared and where the fault lines show.”
Deliberately blurred drones, absent of definite structure or rhythm, framed in silence and devoid of any distraction from the pure matter of sound.
Out of a dark haze, shafts of light emerge, as the emulsion is scratched from the surface of the film. Simultaneously, out of the black silence, noise and audible scratches bloom into a bright drone.
Goofily deformed, deeply thought vocal jams: like the sound of your own breath rushing through your head.
Munehiro Narita’s Kyoaku No Intention (Worst Intentions) fired out some of the most compelling no-wave improvised rock of the 80s.
A confrontational and somehow shamanic stance; introspective silences shattered by savage jabs at the strings, whirlwind strums dying into spartan chords