Phonographics, Live
Burkhard Stangl Fennesz Gustav Deutsch Martin Siewert Werner Dafeldecker
A live installation of the ‘Film Ist’: projected on 4 huge screens and an improvised soundtrack from 4 figureheads of the Austrian experimental music scene.
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A live installation of the ‘Film Ist’: projected on 4 huge screens and an improvised soundtrack from 4 figureheads of the Austrian experimental music scene.
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