The Borders Play Sunno(((
Christian Kesten Lucio Capece
Intriguing, underground, Berlin based musicians interested in the borders between music and theatre, language, the visual arts, politics.
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Intriguing, underground, Berlin based musicians interested in the borders between music and theatre, language, the visual arts, politics.
A black hole of dense heaviosity, full of slow motion riffage, tectonic pummel and massive planet destroying rock.
Jarringly beautiful and often maniacal expression of hallucinatory and very personal visions.
Poetry of raw fearless truth and the realest crip insight fully embedded in absolute lyrical lounge.
Glasgow based artist Defaalt invites the audience to collaborate fully in his performance by means of a generative graphical interface.
Koji Asano, Japanese composer and sound-artist performing slow groaning burbling tones, moaning echoes and drones.
Sonic ‘observations’ of the world, through micro recordings on a tiny scale and transformed into something musically compelling.
Acting at the minimum. Each film here substitutes one small thing for another, (ironically) transforming received meanings by the simplest of actions; often kind of funny too.
(Cyber)feminist, non-essentialist transgender and queer daily radio shows using the formula of morning radio as an arch way of thinking about the scripted behaviour and controlled empathy of systematic care.
The mutability of the body and the mobility of identity: queered pop culture, drag, lip-sync and performance.
A concrete walkway ending in mid air, a ridiculously tight squeeze between three office buildings and various other sites of Labour politician and council leader T. Dan Smith’s modernist regeneration projects and ‘slum clearances’ of the 1950’s and 60’s.
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.