
Wadada Leo Smith
Wadada Leo Smith
A performance bearing witness to a struggle built upon patience and collective action from the great multi-instrumentalist and member of the AACM.
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A performance bearing witness to a struggle built upon patience and collective action from the great multi-instrumentalist and member of the AACM.
Cask-strength electrohypnol/ shroom damaged folk croonings by Lapsed Electronics empire builder responsible for recent Tremors blowouts.
Sonic ‘observations’ of the world, through micro recordings on a tiny scale and transformed into something musically compelling.
A performative survey of listening, as we managed to find it being used as a tool in different practices, disciplines and communities in North America (music, poetry, film, philosophy, activism…).
Adamantly analogue, inspiring and frequently chaotic in performance, Metamkine draw no distinction between image and sound; during their intuitively improvised performances music and images are created simultaneously and equitably.
The most sophisticated synthetic music around: timbrally otherwise body music as sonified fictions and auditive sociograms.
We wanted to ask a bunch of the best high-energy-improvisers around; can musical form really taking shape via a group energy? Can individual concentration lead to a group consciousness?
Includes: a classic of innovative computer graphics, ex-pat Scot McLaren on form, a riotous psychedelic oil show with a Soft Machine accompaniment, subtle manipulation of data feedback, a colourful road movie and a reworking of a lost Paul Sharits film.
One of the most influential groups in improvised music, with the collective understanding that comes from listening keenly to each other for decades
An immersive live performance for multiple 16mm film and bass clarinet, taking in the whole gallery, submerging the audience.
A chat, with examples (Zola, H. P. Lovecraft, Hammer Horror), about blackness and the sheer stupid thickness of what has no profundity whatsoever.
Dworkin asks: What would a non-expressive poetry look like? A poetry of intellect rather than emotion?