 
The Strangeness of Dub
Dhanveer Brar Edward George
Dub is strange. A conversation with Edward George and Dhanveer Brar.
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Dub is strange. A conversation with Edward George and Dhanveer Brar.
 
A drone installation populated by flourescent strip lights working in complicity with analogue radios – “all the lights just do their thing”.
 
Akio Suzuki and John Butcher performing in a remote sea cave near Durness.
 
A multi-media harp and spoken word tribute to the incalculable, the in-deducible, the suspicious static noise that accompanies the voice of truth, and the attempted aberrations in the domain of emergence.
 
Black Boned Angel’s is a rock sound, stripped of all extraneous detail right down to its core, stretched out and nailed to the ceiling.
 
Percussion used to explore the social construction of space
 
Akio Suzuki and John Butcher performing in an old underground reservoir in Fife.
 
Join Umbrella Lane and special guest migrant trans sex workers in a community discussion about the points of intersection in LGBT people’s rights and sex worker’s rights.
 
Everyday objects and materials (rubber bands, paper, a sink, microphones) disabused of their inertia and made to speak for themselves in a kind of focusing in on the tiny, repetitive, almost unobserved (sonic/ visual) potential of everyday things put into motion.
 
Dir. Nicolas Philibert
Documentary of La Borde clinic in France and its radical politics of experimentation, in which residents and staff reciprocate in a kind of entanglement, an opening up amongst themselves.
 
Inhabiting a different kind of energy, Ueinzz’s open rehearsals reveal a glimpse into their ongoing daily theatrical modes of caring – multiplying the ways in which their plays are meant to be felt, rather than understood.
 
Renouncing the bind of the written word, Chopin’s sound poetry is a magical evocation of the pure powers of the voices, stripped bare of language.