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Jarrod Fowler
Jarrod Fowler creates a social space where layered one-to-one live encounters with the audience become sonic material.
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Jarrod Fowler creates a social space where layered one-to-one live encounters with the audience become sonic material.
One of the most arresting and unique improvisers in Japan, creating an original and powerful body of free music.
(Cyber)feminist, non-essentialist transgender and queer daily radio shows using the formula of morning radio as an arch way of thinking about the scripted behaviour and controlled empathy of systematic care.
An audio and video investigation of gender cults, Catholicism, hauntings and nuns’ use of audio devices…
Emotional fantasies, towers of cakes, identity troubles, collapsed distance and time and Samuel R. Delany’s rarely seen 1971 film The Orchid.
Disused railway turning circle at east end of Union Terrace Gardens, a historically public space at the centre of a regeneration land-grab for the private gain of a local petro-chemical magnate.
In this workshop we will imagine ourselves as time travellers from a glorious and chaotic neurodivergent-led future.
An open-ended moment in an ongoing series of films, notes, performances, diagrams and drawings which trace the questions they share. A “porous space between cinema time-space and lived time-space.”
Final workshop exploring work, care and class. Does the ‘care industry’ summon forth its own class? Can this ‘affective class’, in their ability to care for others, militate against the carelessness of self-interest?
Over 3 days Episode 8 celebrates all the unruly ways we escape attempts to constrain us, tear down the walls of normative culture and build joy in flight.
A collaborative performance where sound and image are created, performed and mediated by light, water and glass.
An utterly deep introspection told in aching, weeping guitar lines; melodic, simple, always minimal but somehow entirely epic.