
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.
Location: Around and about the old public library in Easterhouse; disinvested in and left to rot by the council but which was shamelessly, hastily and superficially cleaned by them in expectation of our event.
A discussion about what is at stake in the performance of realness and the practice of passing, and how they are both acts of survival and resistance.
Harrowing but musical confrontations with the very real, physical and aural trauma of a woman screaming.
Free-jazz chat with Sabir Mateen, Daniel Cater, Andrew Barker – hosted by Byron Coley.
Voguing, drag, clubbing, and the politics of communities making different performances of gender and sexuality visible.
Inspired by Delany’s Aye, and Gomorra. A spookily filmic world where asexual bodies live in the contradiction of their unarousable loneliness and desire for intimacy and contact.
GIO’s bottomless throat, Blood Stereo’s slobber gobbler and the Mouth Of The South tangle tonsils over Steve McCaffrey’s Carnival
Three panels offering opportunities to discuss how to build stronger alliances between the sex workers’ rights, migrants rights and reproductive justice movements and how to face, together, an increasingly punitive and reactionary system.
William cradles, hammers, and rains down blows, plucking and using 2 bows to attack the strings above and below the bridge, all in the service of a fiery and passionate creativity.
A performance, a radio show, an installation, an endurance test. A game of chance. Constantly broadcasting live, actor Tam Dean Burn will leave Tramway at the start of INSTAL and walk away from it, in an ever increasing spiral, for a day. Then he’ll walk back.
Torrential, wrenching wordless wails, guttural screams and roars, a Haino solo vocal performance.