
I wanna be with you everywhere Solstice Gathering 2024
Summer Solstice hang out IRL and URL on 21 June
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Summer Solstice hang out IRL and URL on 21 June
A black hole of dense heaviosity, full of slow motion riffage, tectonic pummel and massive planet destroying rock.
The Echo project is an installation as audio guide for a crowd. And at the same time it’s a private conversation: with you, as one of 20 people in a room, a sort of public intimacy.
Harrowing but musical confrontations with the very real, physical and aural trauma of a woman screaming.
A multi-media harp and spoken word tribute to the incalculable, the in-deducible, the suspicious static noise that accompanies the voice of truth, and the attempted aberrations in the domain of emergence.
A mixture of investigation groups, live performances, screenings and installations at DCA; the festival looked to strip back music, sound, film and moving image to their core ideas and explore them with artists and audiences.
What would have happened in 1963 if someone from the voguing ball scene going on in Harlem had travelled downtown to perform alongside the early postmoderns at Judson Church?
Fernando thinks that when maths is deep, it should be simple and able to be explained by hand gestures. By embodying ideas, we’re able to more clearly think about their cultural implications.
A recently reanimated Ascension, with mighty Leeds drum hero Paul Hession bringing a dense polyrhythmic torrent into play with Jaworzyn’s reinvigorated piercing guitar.
Radical transfeminism aims to hold the space for finding relations between the ruins of the everyday. Emerging from the debris, spaces for politics find form as poetics to carry understandings, actions and be/longings.
Michael Colligan pressing white hot metal into dry ice, causing the metal to sing and scream.
Is it possible to dance our way out of the hardened stances and identity prisons we are locked in?