
Dr. Mabuse dispassionately recites communist theory over found footage of riots
Evan Calder Williams
A bodiless treatise on narration, bored speakers, audience misbehaviour and police megaphones, but: is anybody listening?
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A bodiless treatise on narration, bored speakers, audience misbehaviour and police megaphones, but: is anybody listening?
Poems are kisses, fists, and underground rivers. For all these reasons and many more, I am a poet.
Is it possible to dance our way out of the hardened stances and identity prisons we are locked in?
Usurper jamming live in a skip at the site of Bud’s Neill’s Lobey Dosser statue on Woodlands Road.
The most sophisticated synthetic music around: timbrally otherwise body music as sonified fictions and auditive sociograms.
Copying without Copying is 3 evenings of events that are about what happens when we speak, or when we hear someone speak on our behalf, when we share a collective moment of hearing and maybe understanding.
A workshop for educators, activists and young people to think about radical, anti-imperialist pedagogy, and what fighting for the Palestinian cause looks like for young people in the imperial core. PDF of the resource available soon.
What’s the relationship between the eternal hum of the oceanic beloved and the persistence of vorticity in fluid dynamics? And how does Alice Coltrane’s harp help us stay there?
Long Stringed Instrument performance involving up to 100 wires strung in tension over a 40m arch.
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?
Series of short sets by Acid Mothers Temple / Ruins offshoots Zubi Zuva X, Akaten & Zoffy.
GIO’s bottomless throat, Blood Stereo’s slobber gobbler and the Mouth Of The South tangle tonsils over Steve McCaffrey’s Carnival