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This mini, late-night ball will include categories inspired by the events earlier in the weekend.
Three short performances involving social exchange (jumpers, hats, glasses…) and singing (ballads)
A changing pool of people (40 or so at a time – artists, audiences, etc) talk for 90 minutes in a simultaneous series of open-ended round-table discussions, structured like speed dating, and mixed live as both a concert and for radio broadcast.
An audio and video investigation of gender cults, Catholicism, hauntings and nuns’ use of audio devices…
Merzbow takes the junk of sound and transforms it into blistering noise assaults with an incredible spectrum and impact.
Three speakers play back pre-recorded sounds, Marc listens and responds: “What is played is the imperfect witness of what I listen to (or maybe better, how I listen).”
A collaboration bringing together artists with a shared gravitational heft to their work; an intense and concentrated accumulation of detail and power.
This set continues on from the Bud Neill inspired clatter using the contents of the Usurper twin’s pockets.
A back and forth between Fred and Fernando on the transits and obstructions between mathematics and poetics, and how both help us to think from the other side.
When one calls a strike, who hears the call, who attunes and listens to it? How to listen to the call of a strike? What prevents one from hearing this call or stops one from listening to it?
A full-blooded, emotional attempt to reinvigorate improvisation from a musically inclined philosopher and two philosophically inclined improvisers.
Goodwin’s writing emanates from the social life of poetry, from a condition of entanglement before historically racially-specific forms of representation. Another word for this emanation is breath.
