
Improvisation, Make-up and Lip-sync
boychild
Underground movement legend boychild hosts this workshop—on improvisation, cosmetics, movement and lip-sync.
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Underground movement legend boychild hosts this workshop—on improvisation, cosmetics, movement and lip-sync.
Bringing together artists working with music, sound, film and the moving image, KYTN 2008 saw performances, improvisations, screenings and installations over three days at DCA.
Laser beam sine tones used to draw delicate, abstract patterns by vibrating charcoal, placed atop of a great strip of paper running through the gallery; beautiful, fragile sound-created autonomous drawing.
Summer Solstice hang out IRL and URL on 21 June
Joe Colley specialises in hotwired sound constructions full of ominous electronic disturbances and caustic, noxious drones. For KYTN, Joe created a situation of controlled chaos with 50 light sensitive oscillators placed in a field of candles.
A preposterously heavy, eye of the storm musical tug of war, in which two drummers, electronics and electric guitar fall over each other in a droning crush.
Solo organ performance by German composer Eva-Maria Houben, which focuses on ‘nearly nothing’ to expand the way we listen.
Miniscule free-noise hissy-fits and broken instrument scrape/ squeal jams from the fools what brought you Giant Tank.
Poetry of raw fearless truth and the realest crip insight fully embedded in absolute lyrical lounge.
Reading their letters to each other, and chatting about prefigurative politics as the practice of relentlessly building worlds through unspeakable violence and loss; of building worlds and living in them anyway.
Akio Suzuki and John Butcher performing in an old underground reservoir in Fife.
Goofily deformed, deeply thought vocal jams: like the sound of your own breath rushing through your head.