Gary Smith
Gary Smith
Guitar solo where inscrutable, minute electric sounds are excavated by palms that smother and strangle, that wring sound from the fretboard, from behind the bridge.
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Guitar solo where inscrutable, minute electric sounds are excavated by palms that smother and strangle, that wring sound from the fretboard, from behind the bridge.
A dialogical meeting of Baraka’s radical poetry and Grimes’ free jazz syncopation.
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.
One of the most influential groups in improvised music, with the collective understanding that comes from listening keenly to each other for decades
“I am truly without faith. In a media marketplace that demands soulness, I can only offer soulnessless.”
The worlds leading radio art station brings you: a performance, a radio show, an installation, an endurance test.
How do communities formed under the duress of violent othering and the joy of solidarity – such as ballroom culture, Black diasporas, Zapatistas – reform bonds of kinship?
A multi-speaker, electronic, spacious and spatial performance from Florian Hecker.
Juliana’s performances chart the dissonant space and discrepancy between the presumed fixed norms of social life and the fluid lived experience those norms don’t allow for.
Freeform Super 8mm documentation of Sunday at Instal 06 by filmmaker Matt Hulse.
An improvised film about our worlds at the brink, on the edge, in front of a crisis. To stand on the side of life, by seeing the resistance to genocide in Palestine as a turning point to overcome.
A recording session for BBC Radio Scotland under the M74 ‘Ski Jump’ extension ramp, a secion of motorway that doesn’t go anywhere, one of several such structures that populate the motorway system in the centre of Glasgow.