TLRS
Laurence Rassel Terre Thaemlitz
The weeks previous TLRS daily radio shows, after-hours conversations, radio booths and special guests reassembled as a live electroacoustic performance.
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The weeks previous TLRS daily radio shows, after-hours conversations, radio booths and special guests reassembled as a live electroacoustic performance.
A recently reanimated Ascension, with mighty Leeds drum hero Paul Hession bringing a dense polyrhythmic torrent into play with Jaworzyn’s reinvigorated piercing guitar.
Complexly interacting colossal drones by the creator of some of the most legendary yet least heard music of the 70’s.
A short chat about what we (Arika) might be trying to do with our program for the Biennial.
Poems are kisses, fists, and underground rivers. For all these reasons and many more, I am a poet.
How do you know what you want? Should freedom be doing what you ought, not doing what you want? How might a philosopher and artist turn this thinking into an enabling condition in the context of noise and improvisation?
Brother and sister stumble over the early morning horizon in a spectral haze of emotionally devastating lunar vocals and oblique, lithium-soaked folk.
Out of a dark haze, shafts of light emerge, as the emulsion is scratched from the surface of the film. Simultaneously, out of the black silence, noise and audible scratches bloom into a bright drone.
A full-blooded, emotional attempt to reinvigorate improvisation from a musically inclined philosopher and two philosophically inclined improvisers.
Strickland Distribution and Ultra-red give a practical sound workshop bringing together walk participants to discuss the issues raised during the walk
When we look, how do we objectify the body; how can we reflect on our (self) image as a construction?
Black-clad with an ominous aura created by their distorted guitar epics, burnt-out ballads and raucous mantric jams.