
Something Said
Jay Bernard
Haunted by the archive of the New Cross Fire, Jay Bernard presents a film and poetry reading that undertakes a queer exploration of black British history, reconstructed from archives and apparent debris.
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Haunted by the archive of the New Cross Fire, Jay Bernard presents a film and poetry reading that undertakes a queer exploration of black British history, reconstructed from archives and apparent debris.
Tiny fragments of sound recombined and woven into spare and precise, violent yet beautiful pieces
A short chat about what we (Arika) might be trying to do with our program for the Biennial.
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?
A meditation on how all of us perform — sometimes reinforcing, sometimes subverting — the shifting categories of gender, sexuality and race.
Quartet improvisation by Klaus Filip – laptop, Radu Malfatti – trombone, Sean Meehan – snare & cymbals, Taku Unami – rice and dish.
Sonic ‘observations’ of the world, through micro recordings on a tiny scale and transformed into something musically compelling.
Performance of a Sudoko based graphic score giving rise to a process of self cancellation.
What would a world and an ethics look like free from the destructive consequences of the Western mind?
Munehiro Narita’s Kyoaku No Intention (Worst Intentions) fired out some of the most compelling no-wave improvised rock of the 80s.
The pieces in the programme switch between silent film/ imageless sound, but we wanted to have a think about how ideas can take up residency on either side of the sound/ image border, without having to inhabit both at the same time.
Guitar and voice. Keening, droning and mourning. Be ready to release and bring your dis-ease.