
Oshiri Penpenz
Oshiri Penpenz
No Wave, damaged garage jams and crazed instant vocal shrieks.
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No Wave, damaged garage jams and crazed instant vocal shrieks.
Craig will give a guided reading of his handbook of exemplary instances of literary listening and will be joined by one of the selected authors, Vanessa Place.
Hijokaidan rapidly built a following due to the overwhelmingly physical intensity of their live performances, often involving destructive onstage rituals of vomit, urine, mangled guitars and ear shredding volume.
Somewhere between performance, stripped down theatre and an intense kind of public learning or maybe even a public hearing.
Work that focuses in on the static hiss and background noise of recording and pushes it to the fore.
Sean and Taku share an interest in structure, space and time. A spartan, abstract, considered and surprisingly musical set.
A series of three short performed situations and statements to be examined or judged from the most interesting young musician in Glasgow (we think).
Akio Suzuki and John Butcher performing by the Stones of Stenness, instead of the Ring of Brodgar, because of bad weather.
Transfeminist and revolutionary poetry, voice and timbral abstraction: a sounding and spatialising of reparative sonic and somatic practices that can speak back to violent histories of expropriation and ecocide.
A dense materialist experience at the limits of contemporary computer music, drawing on Korean Shamanism and Communism; striving to create a strange new vibration to the world that seems to contain the seed of everything.
A double bill of A (imageless) film of nothing but a sound recording and its transcription and a found film of news interviews about Malcolm X’s assasination, where the filmmaker decided to add nothing to it, except our attention.
A kind of performed installation of searing noise and silence, where we’re not sure who the performer is, when it starts or ends or even who it’s for.