In The Shadow of Shadow – Walk
The Strickland Distribution Ultra-red
A public walk from George Square to the Barras market bringing contributions from researchers, activists and artists in a form of live critical praxis
Arika have been creating events since 2001. The Archive is space to share the documentation of our work, over 600 events from the past 20 years. Browse the archive by event, artists and collections, explore using theme pairs, or use the index for a comprehensive overview.
A public walk from George Square to the Barras market bringing contributions from researchers, activists and artists in a form of live critical praxis
Dead Labour Process drool-tape farmer, squeaking/creaking Usurper brother and Peeesseye’s yodelling traps-man hold a real OUT splutter party.
Veterans of the psych-infused UK free noise scene, the Vibracathedral Orchestra is a hypnotic ur-drone group hailing from Leeds.
Ever changing coven of feedback worshipping witches led by Blood Stereo/ Smack Music 7 shrieker Karen Constance spit audio hexes through yr skulls.
Intriguing, underground, Berlin based musicians interested in the borders between music and theatre, language, the visual arts, politics.
4 days of workshops, discussions and artists presentations exploring the radical act of caring for each other while working to change the world.
Is there a link between the ways we’re caged and exiled by the prison-industrial complex and the ways people’s bodies are violently categorised and segregated by race, class, gender or ability?
Complexly interacting colossal drones by the creator of some of the most legendary yet least heard music of the 70’s.
Slapstick comedy, monologue, and a kind of live sculpture transformed through video, props, musical instruments and make-up.
A temporary archive and research space tracing the ways in which sound and audition move through everyday life.
A movement-based workshop on Krump and the politics of how we teach, learn and listen with our bodies. Move with us!
Sax/Drums duo of raucous, pealing noise, and cries of beguiling lyricism, whispered sax phrases float in a timbral cloud of bowed metal and rumbling toms.