Daniel Carter, Andrew Barker & Sabir Mateen
Daniel Carter Sabir Mateen
Daniel Carter & Sabir Mateen’s trio with percussionist Andrew Barker; incessantly driving forward through sweat-drenched bursts of pure ecstatic freedom.
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Daniel Carter & Sabir Mateen’s trio with percussionist Andrew Barker; incessantly driving forward through sweat-drenched bursts of pure ecstatic freedom.
Sex worker only Collective Art Workshop led by the Hard Labour project from Scotland for Decrim.
An immersive live performance for multiple 16mm film and bass clarinet, taking in the whole gallery, submerging the audience.
A sound diffusion piece by Glasgow University’s Musica Electronica, and a further selection of electroacoustic performances.
This event honoured those individuals who achieved the status of Icon during the period of 1986-1990.
Introducing and setting intentions for a crip grief transformation and witness altar. A place to sit and breathe, remember our dead, wash our hands and leave offerings to and for loved ones we’ve lost – and for ourselves.
In rethinking the body, the law, the state, gender, race, violence, care and empathy, how we might give humanness a different future?
The Truth and Lies book project emerges as part of a rising tide of sex worker art and organised struggle to end criminalisation and stigmatisation of sex work.
A film performance about Guy then, and Guy now, as a metaphor for the passing of time, which of course all film is inherently about.
The struggle for sex workers’ rights and how we can understand it in the continuum of care work and other forms of invisibilised and precarious work.
Goofily deformed, deeply thought vocal jams: like the sound of your own breath rushing through your head.
Sax/Drums duo of raucous, pealing noise, and cries of beguiling lyricism, whispered sax phrases float in a timbral cloud of bowed metal and rumbling toms.