Talk: Propositions for an Inhabited Architecture of Listening
Jean-Luc Guionnet
Jean-Luc Guionnet will be giving a talk as part of the music department’s ongoing series of colloquia.
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Jean-Luc Guionnet will be giving a talk as part of the music department’s ongoing series of colloquia.
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