Usurper
Usurper
This set continues on from the Bud Neill inspired clatter using the contents of the Usurper twin’s pockets.
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This set continues on from the Bud Neill inspired clatter using the contents of the Usurper twin’s pockets.
Usurper jamming live in a skip at the site of Bud’s Neill’s Lobey Dosser statue on Woodlands Road.
Seven women recite monologues composed from texts from the vibrant years of the Weimar Republic. A kind of cultural echo: an experience of histories brought to the present.
Includes: a £20 note, stock fluctuations, an examination of words in the video medium, a linguistic challenge for your mind, a frame by frame dissection 50 words, shop front poetry, image and language head to head and newspapers under the microscope.
Sarah Washington uses electronics and wind-up radios, running out of charge to repsond to the festivals’ Self Cancellation provocation.
A black hole of dense heaviosity, full of slow motion riffage, tectonic pummel and massive planet destroying rock.
The Songspiels take on a mode of musical theatre developed by playwright Bertolt Brecht and composer Kurt Weill in the early twentieth century, presenting political and social concerns through the accessible and (often funny) form of song.
Poems are kisses, fists, and underground rivers. For all these reasons and many more, I am a poet.
A prison abolitionist punk video-poetry-music mash up about our fucked-up dystopian society, RoboCop, kids toys and criminality.
Chip will read some of his great literary pornography, which pushes sexuality to the point of extremity and exhaustion.
We commissioned Radu Malfatti to write a new piece for the 21-piece string section of the Northern Sinfonia: Music striving to discover the exact point at which sound resonates the clearest amidst long drawn out silences.
How do we sense entanglement? Can the knotting of ropes according to a poem’s rhythm make the social pulse of language matter?