Junko & Masayoshi Urabe
Junko Masayoshi Urabe
Junko’s screaming vocal in a nuanced, piercing duo with Urabe’s fuming and convulsive saxophone, far removed from the codes of musical tradition.
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Junko’s screaming vocal in a nuanced, piercing duo with Urabe’s fuming and convulsive saxophone, far removed from the codes of musical tradition.
A performative survey of listening, as we managed to find it being used as a tool in different practices, disciplines and communities in North America (music, poetry, film, philosophy, activism…).
A parody of a (Manhattan) road movie and meditation on bifurcation, in paths traveled between the seen and the heard; a road trip played over and over from different perspectives.
Summing up of the investigations with a reflection on what has been done that week and what could be done the next.
Exploring the interplay between punk sinewave aggression, high-speed video sequences and stroboscopic lighting
An immersive live performance for multiple 16mm film and bass clarinet, taking in the whole gallery, submerging the audience.
A somehow hyper-modern, ancient and folkloric lip-synced, made-up, fashioned performance.
An open conversation around the history and practices of the Ueinzz Theatre Company – a radical Brazilian schizoscenic theatre company of carers, so-called psychotic patients and philosophers.
Each film in this programme celebrates process; the decay of emulsion, the properties of dust and dirt, the manipulation of time. Post the dawn of the digital age, we reflect on our love of the film form, celluloid as an object, a medium and a physical entity.
Strickland Distribution and Ultra-red give a practical sound workshop bringing together walk participants to discuss the issues raised during the walk
Instead of the one-way monologue of normal performance, what would be the result of an actual collective dialogue? Where would it go?
Heat-mapped bodies, found porn films, Korean psyche-folk, creepy police intrusion and self-defence.