Boudry/Lorenz
Pauline Boudry Renate Lorenz
Trans-temporal drag, sexuality and the re-staging of illegible moments in history.
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Trans-temporal drag, sexuality and the re-staging of illegible moments in history.
In Our Hands is a nine week programme of workshops exploring radical approaches to health and collective care in the movement for liberation and social justice.
The pieces in the programme switch between silent film/ imageless sound, but we wanted to have a think about how ideas can take up residency on either side of the sound/ image border, without having to inhabit both at the same time.
Mirror and Phantom Engineer performing an improvised soundtrack to Benjamin Christensen’s 1922 horror film prototype, Haxan: Witchcraft through the Ages.
“I am truly without faith. In a media marketplace that demands soulness, I can only offer soulnessless.”
Join activists, academics and artists as they reflect on abolitionist praxis and thought, exploring covergences with gender, poetry, technology, performance, speculation, aesthetics, film and culture. This series of events commemorates Black August and is for anyone who wishes to answer the abolitionist call to action and thought.
Avant-wrongdoers Blood Stereo performing in Garthamlock the town spawned them.
Haino exceeds expectation with a 4 hour solo performance on a collection of more than forty instruments from all over the world.
Mashed up queer fantasy of worker’s revolts, biblical demons and present-day hells, and dubbed out cyborg-electro.
Noise music for the eyes. A 6 screen 16mm projection performance of intense audio and visual stimulus.
A voice that can vault from an elegantly whispered insinuation to asphyxiated and murderous barks or squalls in a heartbeat.
An utterly deep introspection told in aching, weeping guitar lines; melodic, simple, always minimal but somehow entirely epic.