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.
Joan La Barbara presents works exploring the colour spectrum of a single pitch resonating in her skull, an evocation of bird song and circular singing.
How do people both inside and outside of prison work together to dismantle the criminal justice system and build a society based on collective care?
Umeda is a Japanese artist who is as fascinated in setting up interesting situations to observe, as he is in creating performances.
No Wave, damaged garage jams and crazed instant vocal shrieks.
A Performance exploring the nature of acousmatic listening; sound removed from visual context and understood for it’s own properties.
The weeks previous TLRS daily radio shows, after-hours conversations, radio booths and special guests reassembled as a live electroacoustic performance.
Location: Around and about the old public library in Easterhouse; disinvested in and left to rot by the council but which was shamelessly, hastily and superficially cleaned by them in expectation of our event.
What would have happened in 1963 if someone from the voguing ball scene going on in Harlem had travelled downtown to perform alongside the early postmoderns at Judson Church?
A chorister attempting to sing Vivaldi, with live accompaniment, while trampolining for 20 minutes.
The Experimental Improvisers Association of Japan, [EXIAS-J] are a loose collective of musicians and dilettantes who seem to represent an entire and self sufficient scene in one band.
Guitar solo where inscrutable, minute electric sounds are excavated by palms that smother and strangle, that wring sound from the fretboard, from behind the bridge.