
Based on a True Story – 1986
Rashad Becker
The most sophisticated synthetic music around: timbrally otherwise body music as sonified fictions and auditive sociograms.
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The most sophisticated synthetic music around: timbrally otherwise body music as sonified fictions and auditive sociograms.
A solo improvisation using just the situation of the concert: a space, a PA, Mattin’s own thoughts, you, the audience.
Poetry of raw fearless truth and the realest crip insight fully embedded in absolute lyrical lounge.
An open conversation around the history and practices of the Ueinzz Theatre Company – a radical Brazilian schizoscenic theatre company of carers, so-called psychotic patients and philosophers.
A sound of buzzing and flickering metallic drones, glottal stops and guttural growls, and also an explosiveness and purity of sound that reminds you as much of Bill Dixon as anyone else.
A somehow hyper-modern, ancient and folkloric lip-synced, made-up, fashioned performance.
Killer of Sheep is an undisputed masterpiece of African-American filmmaking and one of the most poetic, perceptive dramas ever made about family and community.
For day one of Ultra-red’s project, the investigation will take up protocols for listening to the sound of freedom composed and facilitated by George E. Lewis.
Black-clad with an ominous aura created by their distorted guitar epics, burnt-out ballads and raucous mantric jams.
Organised by Twiggy Pucci Garcon and Pony Zion, The Masters Ball focuses on the work of 50 individuals designated within the scene as ‘masters’ in their respective performance categories, which include Vogue, Runway, and Face.
Ever changing coven of feedback worshipping witches led by Blood Stereo/ Smack Music 7 shrieker Karen Constance spit audio hexes through yr skulls.
Tiny fragments of sound recombined and woven into spare and precise, violent yet beautiful pieces