
Make a Way Out of No Way: Club
Kia Labeija MikeQ Miss Prissy Pony Zion
Is it possible to dance our way out of the hardened stances and identity prisons we are locked in?
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Is it possible to dance our way out of the hardened stances and identity prisons we are locked in?
We’ll look more at psycho-emotional health – exploring experiences as opposed to diagnoses. And exploring collective care and collective healing.
An audio/ video, lecture/ performance exploring the queer and companionly inter-activity of human-animal relations.
Come for the crip ingenuity; stay for the smooth feels of what it is to be each other’s everything.
US percussionist, poet, sound artist and instrument maker performing on self-made instruments constructed from industrial materials such as stainless steel, titanium, PVC plastics and various kinds of pipe.
Four perspectives from people involved in different anti-capitalist and anti-racist struggles, considering how ideas of ‘ending’ have shaped their political thinking and praxis.
Location: Around and about the old public library in Easterhouse; disinvested in and left to rot by the council but which was shamelessly, hastily and superficially cleaned by them in expectation of our event.
Acoustic turntable, engines, trumpet and accordion joined by Bassist Magarida Garcia: build long-form quietly detailed pieces that clatter and rumble, that expand and contract with the tension and release of deeply held breath.
A dense, hard, immersive, chaotic spatial performance in sound: a momentary gap in consciousness, free of order or decision.
Politicised fan-fiction chronicling working class gay urban space and fantasy.
Sparse and miniature free thought workouts involving guitar, vocals and tuba.
Repetitive, mesmerizing rhythmic workouts, to pieces of stark and rigorous introspection, where notes picked and slid in isolation, scatter like mercury around the listener.