
Sgàire Wood
Sgàire Wood
A somehow hyper-modern, ancient and folkloric lip-synced, made-up, fashioned performance.
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A somehow hyper-modern, ancient and folkloric lip-synced, made-up, fashioned performance.
Over 3 days Episode 8 celebrates all the unruly ways we escape attempts to constrain us, tear down the walls of normative culture and build joy in flight.
How do communities practice being one another’s means, addressing their material problems facing them replicating the state’s violent logic of who is disposable.
The most sophisticated synthetic music around: timbrally otherwise body music as sonified fictions and auditive sociograms.
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.
Our favourite Lancashire-born autodictact asks what’s political about the tension between the individual and the collective in free jazz.
Music is full of refracted brass and wind tones, distorted tape loops, dead silent air and the occasional piercing shard of sound.
Kylie Minoise Vs Nackt Insecten feedback/ vocal physical threat ‘vs’ ecstatic electronic cloudbursts
A glance at both analogue and digital processes; the clarity and precision of digital colour or the yawning, endless depth of dye and emulsion, our programme celebrates how both approaches revel in colour, saturation, hue and tone.
Lo-fidelity sheets of parinirvanic mangled tone get driven into oblivion by two longstanding gurus of the Northern England primitivist noise.
Cardboard boxes, metal guitar, critical homage, attempts to describe things you can’t describe. A one-man Grand Guignol school play.
How do we sense entanglement? Can the knotting of ropes according to a poem’s rhythm make the social pulse of language matter?