
Defaalt
Defaalt
Glasgow based artist Defaalt invites the audience to collaborate fully in his performance by means of a generative graphical interface.
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Glasgow based artist Defaalt invites the audience to collaborate fully in his performance by means of a generative graphical interface.
The production of moving image (film) by the mechanically, unfalteringly repetitive manipulation of mass-produced materials (film), in order to explore three different allegorical representations (films) of repetitive human actions and labour under capital.
A community of those without community, for a community to come. A schizo-scenic video-collage of the disturbing ‘normality’ of Moby Dick.
Tormented and drawn-out high-pitched yelps and drones, all interleaved with periods of torpid silence.
A cast of pioneering and provocative spirits who exist outside the mainstream, between borders and definitions; a series of events that each explore different aspects of music that doesn’t quite fit any given category. INSTAL 08 included the Self-Cancellation project.
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?
Goofily deformed, deeply thought vocal jams: like the sound of your own breath rushing through your head.
Avant-wrongdoers Blood Stereo performing in Garthamlock the town spawned them.
Somewhere between performance, stripped down theatre and an intense kind of public learning or maybe even a public hearing.
Christian Bök‘s work spans thrillingly conceptual poetry to body-shaking vocal performances.
Do almost nothing: re-present (unaltered and arranged by chance) silent family home movies handed down to Flo, (Ken’s wife) and follow them with a “teach yourself Yiddish” cassette tape.
Guitar solo where inscrutable, minute electric sounds are excavated by palms that smother and strangle, that wring sound from the fretboard, from behind the bridge.