Vajra
Kan Mikami Keiji Haino Toshiaki Ishizuka
Vajra are a Japanese psychedelic rock supergroup, hewn from the collective consciousness of Fushitsusha’s Keiji Haino, folk radical Kan Mikami and percussionist Toshiaki Ishitsuka.
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Vajra are a Japanese psychedelic rock supergroup, hewn from the collective consciousness of Fushitsusha’s Keiji Haino, folk radical Kan Mikami and percussionist Toshiaki Ishitsuka.
How can we imagine bodies not as an end in themselves, but as a medium through which we can become one another’s means?
Merzbow takes the junk of sound and transforms it into blistering noise assaults with an incredible spectrum and impact.
Four perspectives from people involved in different anti-capitalist and anti-racist struggles, considering how ideas of ‘ending’ have shaped their political thinking and praxis.
Brother and sister stumble over the early morning horizon in a spectral haze of emotionally devastating lunar vocals and oblique, lithium-soaked folk.
Poetry of raw fearless truth and the realest crip insight fully embedded in absolute lyrical lounge.
The struggle for sex workers’ rights and how we can understand it in the continuum of care work and other forms of invisibilised and precarious work.
Freeform Super 8mm documentation of Sunday at Instal 06 by filmmaker Matt Hulse.
Gravitational Feel is an engine for intensifying the differentiation of our entanglement, which you continually reprogramme in the mutual rub, shift and lap of its sonic, wooden, steel, textile and human material.
A public walk from George Square to the Barras market bringing contributions from researchers, activists and artists in a form of live critical praxis
Can we use sound, repetition and difference to personally and collectively engage with space, time and labour?
A chat, with examples (Zola, H. P. Lovecraft, Hammer Horror), about blackness and the sheer stupid thickness of what has no profundity whatsoever.