Based on a True Story – 1986
Rashad Becker
The most sophisticated synthetic music around: timbrally otherwise body music as sonified fictions and auditive sociograms.
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The most sophisticated synthetic music around: timbrally otherwise body music as sonified fictions and auditive sociograms.
Includes: tamed TV snow, video feedback of racing particles, a remake of a polish photogram film destroyed in WWII, a visual and aural representation of Gestalt theory, hole-punched film and Guy Sherwin’s Cycles 3 double-projection.
Christian Bök‘s work spans thrillingly conceptual poetry to body-shaking vocal performances.
A performance for dry ice and four specially constructed steel tables, each one heated by a single candle until searingly hot.
Post consideration and post rationalisation… How do we think about experimental music and film after the performance?
French improviser, composer, writer & musical thinker of dry humour and elegant clarity. Sly conjurer of music from the unconsidered processes of music making.
A mixture of investigation groups, live performances, screenings and installations at DCA; the festival looked to strip back music, sound, film and moving image to their core ideas and explore them with artists and audiences.
An contradictory guitarist, he’s equally at home in slow, halting acoustic improvisation or piercing minimal examinations of electric guitar.
Julius’ “small music” features simple snatches of found sound, played back through small speakers, often set in bowls of pigment and dirt which shimmies in the vibrations.
“Hidden in the hands an alluvial transcription of reach and embrace. The final flickers of the body’s expression, caress and touch.” – boychild
An invitation into languages field of touch; to speak in feeling together.
Can our favourite Vegas-born poet of prophetic blackness and a South Central transmuter of social rage into beauty feel through each other?