
SOLITON(E) STAR, RESONANCE REGION 1A [ZERO-TIME SONIC MIRROR]
Catherine Christer Hennix
Complexly interacting colossal drones by the creator of some of the most legendary yet least heard music of the 70’s.
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Complexly interacting colossal drones by the creator of some of the most legendary yet least heard music of the 70’s.
Quasi-theatrical multiple-projector pieces play with the relationship between performers, art and audiences.
Can our favourite Vegas-born poet of prophetic blackness and a South Central transmuter of social rage into beauty feel through each other?
Edinburgh. Beer and smoke befuddled drone/ deadly efforts by Pjorn72 kingpin.
Glasgow. Free-playing quartet of bass/ cello/ voice from The Glasgow Improvisors Orchestra and Age Of Wire & String.
A film as a translation of Monique Wittig’s landmark feminist novel Les Guérillères, in which a plural protagonist of militant feminists inhabit a fantastical, enigmatic and hallucinatory miasmatic space-time of post Hurricane Maria Puerto Rico.
Ex Ganger guitarist’s solo performance for guitar and fx, featuring breathless processed guitar, complex in structure and melody.
An extravagant debauch of huge pianos, plush toys, cognac and ritual.
One of the most incessantly experimental musicians in the UK, Youngs’ aesthetic is entirely unique, never really part of any scene [whilst influencing many], steadfastly unafraid and honest
We asked Christoph to come and give a sort of informal talk, raising some of his ideas about sound and image, and playing/ showing a few examples.
Brother and sister stumble over the early morning horizon in a spectral haze of emotionally devastating lunar vocals and oblique, lithium-soaked folk.
Los Glissandinos work with clarinet and sine tones beating and thrumming in your middle ear, all beautifully paced and serene, but with just enough steely menace broiling under the surface to keep you on edge.