Tugnet Ice House
Akio Suzuki John Butcher
Akio Suzuki and John Butcher performing in a large multi chambered industrial ice house.
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Akio Suzuki and John Butcher performing in a large multi chambered industrial ice house.
A recreation of one of Gustav Metzger’s celebrated auto destructive performances.
AVVA sees the internal feedback of Toshi’s no-input mixing desk is fed to Billy, and transformed into bright and variegated patters, striations and blooming colour, before being fed back to Toshi and manipulated on route to the PA.
William cradles, hammers, and rains down blows, plucking and using 2 bows to attack the strings above and below the bridge, all in the service of a fiery and passionate creativity.
Paul Sharits one of the great experimental, sometimes called structuralist / materialist, filmmakers of the 20th Century.
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A welcoming intermission between events, open to the public.
Four intimate 45 minute sessions, readings of your political questions – using Tarot, Palmistry, Reiki, Astrology, and Philosophy, and the invented methods of Fake and Political Therapy.
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Perhaps the paradigm of America’s covert musical subculture, Sun City Girls operate just over the border of raucous delirium.
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