
Anal Panopticon
Huw Lemmey
Two bottomless brunch writing workshops—with readings—speculating the relationship between space, infrastructure, technologies and sex.
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Two bottomless brunch writing workshops—with readings—speculating the relationship between space, infrastructure, technologies and sex.
A landmark film on black life – a poetic filmic constellation of meditations, fragments and interviews on what it means to be black in America in the 21st century, from one of its great cinematographers.
Solo performance by Diamanda Galás one of the great artists of the last forty years. Hers is an emotional expressionism of demonic shrieks, operatic falsettos, glottal clicks and diabolical growls.
Power-electronic klutz behaviour indecipherable blasphemies, cuts, bruises and broken microphones by Kovorox Sound head-honcho Lea Cummings.
Nikos played every note that it’s possible to play on the cello, all played back as a one hour drone, while the cello was turned to powder and bottled.
Disused railway turning circle at east end of Union Terrace Gardens, a historically public space at the centre of a regeneration land-grab for the private gain of a local petro-chemical magnate.
60 minutes of hard ass minimal film, projected onto a weather balloon and accompanied by the inspired poetic rant of a visionary Frenchman.
Vanessa Place talks at The Friday Event series at the Glasgow School of Art about her practice as a writer.
Glasgow based contemporary music group Paragon Ensemble performing an improvisation with Pete Dowling, Nick Fells, Robert Irvine and others.
Politicised fan-fiction chronicling working class gay urban space and fantasy.
Summing up of the investigations with a reflection on what has been done that week and what could be done the next.
Goofily deformed, deeply thought vocal jams: like the sound of your own breath rushing through your head.