
In The Shadow of Shadow – Walk
The Strickland Distribution Ultra-red
A public walk from George Square to the Barras market bringing contributions from researchers, activists and artists in a form of live critical praxis
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A public walk from George Square to the Barras market bringing contributions from researchers, activists and artists in a form of live critical praxis
A dismantled, performed film, where a narrator pieces together the sounds, images and storytelling of a documentary about Hurricane Katrina before a live audience.
Rather than asking the state for services, what kinds of change are made possible when we prioritise people supporting each other?
Work for cello, percussion, contra bassoon and cherbulum commissioned for Instal in collaboration with Paragon
We wanted to ask a bunch of the best high-energy-improvisers around; can musical form really taking shape via a group energy? Can individual concentration lead to a group consciousness?
No Wave, damaged garage jams and crazed instant vocal shrieks.
A dialogical meeting of Baraka’s radical poetry and Grimes’ free jazz syncopation.
Sparse and miniature free thought workouts involving guitar, vocals and tuba.
Brother and sister stumble over the early morning horizon in a spectral haze of emotionally devastating lunar vocals and oblique, lithium-soaked folk.
Listening to people listening to their own homes. Musicians and actors will listen back to recordings made in local peoples homes on headphones, and interpret/ translate what they are hearing.
A panel exploring the radical potential of technologies through fugitivity and opacity: their ability to obscure, to make it impossible for us to be known, to render us untraceable by every arm of the state even under the all-consuming spectre of surveillance capital.
Junko’s screaming vocal in a nuanced, piercing duo with Urabe’s fuming and convulsive saxophone, far removed from the codes of musical tradition.