Directing Hand
Directing Hand
A life force of ecstatic clarity capable of loquacious bursts of affirmation.
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A life force of ecstatic clarity capable of loquacious bursts of affirmation.
Tiny fragments of sound recombined and woven into spare and precise, violent yet beautiful pieces
An audio and video investigation of gender cults, Catholicism, hauntings and nuns’ use of audio devices…
(Cyber)feminist, non-essentialist transgender and queer daily radio shows using the formula of morning radio as an arch way of thinking about the scripted behaviour and controlled empathy of systematic care.
A kind of performed installation of searing noise and silence, where we’re not sure who the performer is, when it starts or ends or even who it’s for.
Ever wondered about the roadside festoons which are the innards of discarded cassette tapes? All will be revealed in this methodical and insightful documentary by UK luminary John Smith and sound artist cohort Graeme Miller.
Boston duo of saxophonist Bhob Rainey and trumpeter Greg Kelley approach their improvisations with a slew if extended techniques and pregnant silences.
Rather than asking the state for services, what kinds of change are made possible when we prioritise people supporting each other?
The practice of North African Indigenous revolutionary love, in the face of European capitalist violence and settler colonialism, with one of the most vital anti-colonial thinkers in Europe.
Ever changing coven of feedback worshipping witches led by Blood Stereo/ Smack Music 7 shrieker Karen Constance spit audio hexes through yr skulls.
An occasion for commotion, and a chorus of motions. Choreography rotating your revolutions and then some.
Cardboard boxes, metal guitar, critical homage, attempts to describe things you can’t describe. A one-man Grand Guignol school play.