
JILAT
JLIAT / James Whitehead
UK conceptual/ drone/ noise artist, who is seriously posing what might seem to be unanswerable questions of music.
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UK conceptual/ drone/ noise artist, who is seriously posing what might seem to be unanswerable questions of music.
Harrowing but musical confrontations with the very real, physical and aural trauma of a woman screaming.
A system in which oscillators shake The Arches, seismographs pick up the harmonics that are then amplified through massive sub-bass PA.
Dir. Nicolas Philibert
Documentary of La Borde clinic in France and its radical politics of experimentation, in which residents and staff reciprocate in a kind of entanglement, an opening up amongst themselves.
Can we find ideas of queer anarchism, failure and low theory in popular culture?
Sachiko M and Ami Yoshida, two of the most prominent members of the Onkyo movement, place much more emphasis on sound texture than on musical structure, distilling elements of techno, noise, and electronic music into a unique hybrid.
Elizabeth’s writing pulls apart toxic settler colonialism and the worldview used to justify it; working towards an alternative distribution of powers, so that ways of being otherwise can endure.
Taking over the gallery spaces at Dundee Contemporary Arts, the first Kill Your Timid Notion presented a 3 day programme of live immersive experiences and specially curated film programmes.
A short chat about what we (Arika) might be trying to do with our program for the Biennial.
An LSD trip gone right via dense explorations of post-Fahey steel and low level drone.
Poems are kisses, fists, and underground rivers. For all these reasons and many more, I am a poet.
Out of a dark haze, shafts of lights are picked out from the surface of film. Out of the black silence, noise, audible scratches bloom into a bright drone of broken and cracked objects.