Self Cancellation – Seed Burn / adh
Lee Patterson Rhodri Davies
Rhodri Davies plays two deconstructed harps. Lee Patterson examines the sonic properties of burning nuts.
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Rhodri Davies plays two deconstructed harps. Lee Patterson examines the sonic properties of burning nuts.
Julius’ “small music” features simple snatches of found sound, played back through small speakers, often set in bowls of pigment and dirt which shimmies in the vibrations.
Moor Mother is a musician, Philadelphian housing activist and black quantum futurist.
Taking over the gallery spaces at Dundee Contemporary Arts, the first Kill Your Timid Notion presented a 3 day programme of live immersive experiences and specially curated film programmes.
A workshop inviting participants to enact a series of scores that explore witnessing, testimony, grief and mourning, facilitated by Mezna and Sadia, and accompanied by Sakina Ali.
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A chat with Eugene Thacker. Can we rethink the world as unthinkable, and without us?
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Sachiko’s very simple, pure sine tones and structures. Otomo on double pianos. Filament’s music isn’t composed and it isn’t improvised: it’s a hybrid of the two.
Repetitive, mesmerizing rhythmic workouts, to pieces of stark and rigorous introspection, where notes picked and slid in isolation, scatter like mercury around the listener.
Music is full of refracted brass and wind tones, distorted tape loops, dead silent air and the occasional piercing shard of sound.
Renouncing the bind of the written word, Chopin’s sound poetry is a magical evocation of the pure powers of the voices, stripped bare of language.