
After…After…(Access)
Jordan Lord
A fully transcribed, described, and open-captioned film screening that’s nothing short of their actual open heart.
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A fully transcribed, described, and open-captioned film screening that’s nothing short of their actual open heart.
Can our favourite Vegas-born poet of prophetic blackness and a South Central transmuter of social rage into beauty feel through each other?
Glasgow based artist Defaalt invites the audience to collaborate fully in his performance by means of a generative graphical interface.
Poems are kisses, fists, and underground rivers. For all these reasons and many more, I am a poet.
We’ll look at the language and politics of what gets ‘mental health’ and consider more holistic understandings of experiences that honour the connection between mind/body/soul, and that acknowledge social and political context.
Writing that shows us that, even in struggle, there is light to be let in.
To Rococo Rot member Robert Lippok performing for the first time in the UK with his solo project.
A community of those without community, for a community to come. A schizo-scenic video-collage of the disturbing ‘normality’ of Moby Dick.
Jarrod Fowler creates a social space where layered one-to-one live encounters with the audience become sonic material.
Could cruising and random public sex be the basis of an ethically organised society? A discussion with Jackie Wang, Samuel R. Delany and Huw Lemmey.
Now a two day festival, INSTAL 04 was borne of a desire to open eyes, challenge audiences and expand musical horizons. This was also the year in which a certain representative from Corwood Industries made his first ever live appearance.
“I am truly without faith. In a media marketplace that demands soulness, I can only offer soulnessless.”