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Jarrod Fowler
Jarrod Fowler creates a social space where layered one-to-one live encounters with the audience become sonic material.
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Jarrod Fowler creates a social space where layered one-to-one live encounters with the audience become sonic material.
In Our Hands is a ten week programme of workshops facilitated by Lisa Fannen, Omikemi and Clay. The sessions explore radical approaches to health and collective care in the context of movement for liberation and social justice.
Ken presents his Nervous Magic Lantern, wherein film itself is forsaken for an investigation of hypnotic and trancelike crystaline forms. Eric La Casa works with recordings of everyday occurrences: the background hum of place.
Polly Shang Kuan Band coven leader and Sick Head’s psychedelic shaman Nackt Insecten make hex ritual to birth a new astral being….. Smack Insecten.
A drone installation populated by flourescent strip lights working in complicity with analogue radios – “all the lights just do their thing”.
An improvisation that may or may not involve (typical) improvisation.
A chorister attempting to sing Vivaldi, with live accompaniment, while trampolining for 20 minutes.
Performances of compositions by Jean-Luc Guionnet and others, with Julia Letitia Scott, Iain Campbell F-W, Neil Davidson, Fritz Welch, Liene Rozite, Emilia Beatriz.
How do we gesture to the invisible, the trans or the obscure? A performative conversation between boychild and Fernando, a sharing of gestures, and a bodily back and forth between mathematician and dance artist.
For day four of Ultra-red’s project, the investigation will take up protocols for listening to the sound of freedom composed and facilitated by Fred Moten.
A slowed down single tracking shot along a corridor as workers at the Bath Iron Works, (Maine, USA) take their lunch break.
Harrowing but musical confrontations with the very real, physical and aural trauma of a woman screaming.