Investigation – Summing Up
Summing up of the investigations with a reflection on what has been done that week and what could be done the next.
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Summing up of the investigations with a reflection on what has been done that week and what could be done the next.
Formed as a means to realise William Bennett’s goal of “a sound that could bludgeon an audience into submission”
Boston duo of saxophonist Bhob Rainey and trumpeter Greg Kelley approach their improvisations with a slew if extended techniques and pregnant silences.
A conversation between Philip and Moten: how do we read NourbeSe’s anti-narrative poetic lament in Glasgow today, given the city’s role in the history of slavery?
A kind of performed installation of searing noise and silence, where we’re not sure who the performer is, when it starts or ends or even who it’s for.
Somewhere between performance, stripped down theatre and an intense kind of public learning or maybe even a public hearing.
Organised by Twiggy Pucci Garcon and Pony Zion, The Masters Ball focuses on the work of 50 individuals designated within the scene as ‘masters’ in their respective performance categories, which include Vogue, Runway, and Face.
A chat with Eugene Thacker. Can we rethink the world as unthinkable, and without us?
This programme is a celebration of Charlemagne Palestine; passionate, extravagant, visceral. Including two sections from Ritual dans le Vide, an extension of his ‘running camera’ works of the 70’s and Pip Chodorov’s vibrant workout of a live version of Strumming Music.
Vajra are a Japanese psychedelic rock supergroup, hewn from the collective consciousness of Fushitsusha’s Keiji Haino, folk radical Kan Mikami and percussionist Toshiaki Ishitsuka.
From really simple, open instructions, An Unrhymed Chord creates a kind of half-way point between composition and improvisation.
Can our favourite Vegas-born poet of prophetic blackness and a South Central transmuter of social rage into beauty feel through each other?