Infest – Birds of Delay & Nackt Insecten
Birds of Delay Nackt Insecten
Out holler/ howl of English pukenoise posterboys exploded by incessant insect chatter of Northern fug dweller.
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Out holler/ howl of English pukenoise posterboys exploded by incessant insect chatter of Northern fug dweller.
Akio Suzuki and John Butcher performing in an abandoned oil tanker on Hoy.
A panel exploring the radical potential of technologies through fugitivity and opacity: their ability to obscure, to make it impossible for us to be known, to render us untraceable by every arm of the state even under the all-consuming spectre of surveillance capital.
Perhaps the paradigm of America’s covert musical subculture, Sun City Girls operate just over the border of raucous delirium.
Merzbow takes the junk of sound and transforms it into blistering noise assaults with an incredible spectrum and impact.
GIO’s bottomless throat, Blood Stereo’s slobber gobbler and the Mouth Of The South tangle tonsils over Steve McCaffrey’s Carnival
Work that focuses in on the static hiss and background noise of recording and pushes it to the fore.
A multi-speaker, electronic, spacious and spatial performance from Florian Hecker.
Investigating the border between the audible and the visible means looking at the margins, the edges of creativity where artists test out new boundaries and define them anew.
Ecstatic, intensely joyous experimental club music: like “the sound of our water ceremonies…40 bands playing their melodies at once to recreate the cacophony of the first aurora and the call of the morning star Venus”.
Slapstick comedy, monologue, and a kind of live sculpture transformed through video, props, musical instruments and make-up.
Power-electronic klutz behaviour indecipherable blasphemies, cuts, bruises and broken microphones by Kovorox Sound head-honcho Lea Cummings.