Daniel Carter & William Parker
Daniel Carter William Parker
What might Carter and Parker’s collaboration tell us about our own performances of responsibility and liberty, whether individual, social or musical?
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What might Carter and Parker’s collaboration tell us about our own performances of responsibility and liberty, whether individual, social or musical?
The mutability of the body and the mobility of identity: queered pop culture, drag, lip-sync and performance.
Intriguing, underground, Berlin based musicians interested in the borders between music and theatre, language, the visual arts, politics.
How black radical practices of abolition imagine a way out of the caging and mass killing of life.
Robin Hayward – exploring the micro-sounds of a tuba, filling slowly with sand.
Giants of the Japanese avant-rock scene Ruins are a hardcore prog rock bass + drums duo led by drummer extraordinaire Tatsuya Yoshida and joined in Dundee by Sasaki Hisashi.
Heat-mapped bodies, found porn films, Korean psyche-folk, creepy police intrusion and self-defence.
A programme of discontinuity between narration, text and image. Including Manual Saiz’s employment of John Malkovich’s Spanish dubbing double and Peter Rose’s absurdly hilarious concrete poetry subtitling chaos.
An extravagant debauch of plush toys and ritual. Palestine performed a version of Strumming Music, a trance inducing investigation into overtone systems achievable on a Bosendorfer Imperial Piano.
A dense materialist experience at the limits of contemporary computer music, drawing on Korean Shamanism and Communism; striving to create a strange new vibration to the world that seems to contain the seed of everything.
John Butcher plays and manipulates a feeding back saxophone. Benedict Drew on electronics, broken cables and standing waves.
An utterly deep introspection told in aching, weeping guitar lines; melodic, simple, always minimal but somehow entirely epic.