
See Noise Hear Light Saturday
Jazkamer Keiji Haino Kiyoharu Kuwayama Lee Patterson Matt Hulse Ravi Padmanabha Steve Baczkowski The Bohman Brothers Tony Conrad
Freeform Super 8mm documentation of Saturday at Instal 06 by filmmaker Matt Hulse.
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Freeform Super 8mm documentation of Saturday at Instal 06 by filmmaker Matt Hulse.
An immersive live performance for multiple 16mm film and bass clarinet, taking in the whole gallery, submerging the audience.
John Mullarkey sets in a wider context our understanding of Alain Badiou and Francois Laruelle, two of the most radical philosophers in Europe today.
Sparse and miniature free thought workouts involving guitar, vocals and tuba.
A new interpretation of Kosugi’s Catch-Wave, producing a cloud of fluctuating, hypnotic drones, in front of a backdrop of projected waves.
Two figureheads of the minimalist electronica pulse, Ikeda and Nicolai have been responsible for some of the most innovative and ground-breaking music of the last decade, redefining experimental electronica.
An open conversation around the history and practices of the Ueinzz Theatre Company – a radical Brazilian schizoscenic theatre company of carers, so-called psychotic patients and philosophers.
A sound diffusion piece by Glasgow University’s Musica Electronica, and a further selection of electroacoustic performances.
Now a two day festival, INSTAL 04 was borne of a desire to open eyes, challenge audiences and expand musical horizons. This was also the year in which a certain representative from Corwood Industries made his first ever live appearance.
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?
Can our favourite Vegas-born poet of prophetic blackness and a South Central transmuter of social rage into beauty feel through each other?
Deliberately blurred drones, absent of definite structure or rhythm, framed in silence and devoid of any distraction from the pure matter of sound.