The Borders Play Sunno(((
Christian Kesten Lucio Capece
Intriguing, underground, Berlin based musicians interested in the borders between music and theatre, language, the visual arts, politics.
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Intriguing, underground, Berlin based musicians interested in the borders between music and theatre, language, the visual arts, politics.
For this day-long festival, sex workers and their allies from New York, the tri-state area, and Europe will gather at MoMA PS1 to debate, perform, dance, strategize & share knowledge.
Edinburgh. Beer and smoke befuddled drone/ deadly efforts by Pjorn72 kingpin.
An open collaborative workshop space in which games, warm-up sessions, exercises and scenes are potentially the same thing, through which to project your own concerns onto the stage.
Originally billed as a duo of Ingar Zach and Derek Bailey, John Butcher stood in for Bailey at the last minute.
A bodiless treatise on narration, bored speakers, audience misbehaviour and police megaphones, but: is anybody listening?
One of the great experimental films. A 60 minute, three part riddle that maybe approximates our intellectual development by moving from imageless words to the recognition of silent images and the learning of simple tasks and finally a serenity and acceptance of death.
“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
An extravagant debauch of huge pianos, plush toys, cognac and ritual.
Solo performance on bass clarinet, jaw harp & voice by Arrington De Dionyso.
Three intense solo performances for drums (both played and screamed through), cymbal, voice, credit card, bird whistle, and guitar amplifier/leads.
Poems are kisses, fists, and underground rivers. For all these reasons and many more, I am a poet.