Paper Piece: Secrets
Brandon LaBelle
Paper Piece: Secrets is a performance for and with the whole audience, using paper, text, secrets, being in the crowd
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Paper Piece: Secrets is a performance for and with the whole audience, using paper, text, secrets, being in the crowd
Robin Hayward – exploring the micro-sounds of a tuba, filling slowly with sand.
A confrontational and somehow shamanic stance; introspective silences shattered by savage jabs at the strings, whirlwind strums dying into spartan chords
Akio Suzuki and John Butcher performing in an abandoned oil tanker on Hoy.
Ever changing coven of feedback worshipping witches led by Blood Stereo/ Smack Music 7 shrieker Karen Constance spit audio hexes through yr skulls.
A drone installation populated by flourescent strip lights working in complicity with analogue radios – “all the lights just do their thing”.
Ecstatic, scalding and ludicrously heavy, nobody matches Incapacitants for live noise energy. One of the most exhilarating live acts in underground music.
A double bill of A (imageless) film of nothing but a sound recording and its transcription and a found film of news interviews about Malcolm X’s assasination, where the filmmaker decided to add nothing to it, except our attention.
A solo improvisation using just the situation of the concert: a space, a PA, Mattin’s own thoughts, you, the audience.
Leading language/ action/ sound poet performed his groundbreaking concrete poem, a dizzying mandala of text, symbols and rubber stamps; a kind of book as reading machine.
Greek TV company Onos Productions came to INSTAL 09 to document the festival and report on Nikos Veliotis’ Cello Powder performance.
Sachiko’s very simple, pure sine tones and structures. Otomo on double pianos. Filament’s music isn’t composed and it isn’t improvised: it’s a hybrid of the two.