Sparklers and Table Top Set
Lee Patterson
Sonic ‘observations’ of the world, through micro recordings on a tiny scale and transformed into something musically compelling.
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Sonic ‘observations’ of the world, through micro recordings on a tiny scale and transformed into something musically compelling.
Glasgow. Power electronic klutz behaviour by Kovorox sound head-honcho. Bruised bodies and broken microphones.
Could cruising and random public sex be the basis of an ethically organised society? A discussion with Jackie Wang, Samuel R. Delany and Huw Lemmey.
Slowly evolving ultra-subtle harmonics and multi-tracked, otherworldly drones that only reveal their true power at high volume.
Solo performance by Diamanda Galás one of the great artists of the last forty years. Hers is an emotional expressionism of demonic shrieks, operatic falsettos, glottal clicks and diabolical growls.
Emotional fantasies, towers of cakes, identity troubles, collapsed distance and time and Samuel R. Delany’s rarely seen 1971 film The Orchid.
“The miracle of Herman Melville is this: that a hundred years ago in Moby Dick…he painted a picture of the world in which we live, which is to this day unsurpassed.” – C. L. R. James
Goofily deformed, deeply thought vocal jams: like the sound of your own breath rushing through your head.
Haino exceeds expectation with a 4 hour solo performance on a collection of more than forty instruments from all over the world.
Quintessentially British, The Bohman Brothers’ music is a home-made and DIY conflux of some of the most virulent strains of experimental music.
How can we imagine bodies not as an end in themselves, but as a medium through which we can become one another’s means?
Music is full of refracted brass and wind tones, distorted tape loops, dead silent air and the occasional piercing shard of sound.