The Borders Play Sunno(((
Christian Kesten Lucio Capece
Intriguing, underground, Berlin based musicians interested in the borders between music and theatre, language, the visual arts, politics.
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Intriguing, underground, Berlin based musicians interested in the borders between music and theatre, language, the visual arts, politics.
Slapstick comedy, monologue, and a kind of live sculpture transformed through video, props, musical instruments and make-up.
Mashed up queer fantasy of worker’s revolts, biblical demons and present-day hells, and dubbed out cyborg-electro.
Out of a dark haze, shafts of lights are picked out from the surface of film. Out of the black silence, noise, audible scratches bloom into a bright drone of broken and cracked objects.
A film performance about Guy then, and Guy now, as a metaphor for the passing of time, which of course all film is inherently about.
Two-parts Helhesten spit strangled shanties and cracked reeds from under a net of the Glasgow Improv Orchestra’s six-strings and one moustache.
The first INSTAL festival (programmed by Barry Esson of Arika and Tiernan Kelly) featured a line-up including Robert Lippock, Philip Jeck, Fennesz, Paragon Ensemble, Icebreaker International, Defaalt and Rhomboi.
Poems are kisses, fists, and underground rivers. For all these reasons and many more, I am a poet.
Artist Derek Lodge running a specially designed social space, somewhere for conversation, story-telling and interaction.
Electronic music, time, thought, the word, and consecutive matters
A socio-poetic reading on wayward communities – The wayward create upheavals, incite tumult. They come and go as they please; they are fugitive; they are in open rebellion against society.
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?