Fugitivity and Waywardness
Fred Moten Saidiya Hartman
An open conversation hosted by Saidiya Hartman and Fred Moten around ‘fugitivity’ and ‘waywardness’ and what it means to be in flight, excessive or ungovernable.
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An open conversation hosted by Saidiya Hartman and Fred Moten around ‘fugitivity’ and ‘waywardness’ and what it means to be in flight, excessive or ungovernable.
A guitar solo of frugal wringing, of notes in the dark, an attitude of making everything count.
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Guy Sherwin gives a kind of annotated, chat through his optical sound films
The queer archiving of traumatic cultural memory from one of the leading voices working with queer archives.
Guitar and voice. Keening, droning and mourning. Be ready to release and bring your dis-ease.
An assembly to try and provide some experiential and theoretical resources for the renewal of a certain affective, extra-political sociality, in the face of one of our great adversaries; the forces of colonial, imperial, genocidal denial.
Profound mathematical ideas for romantics, to help us linger in the difference we share.
Two-parts Helhesten spit strangled shanties and cracked reeds from under a net of the Glasgow Improv Orchestra’s six-strings and one moustache.
Long Stringed Instrument performance involving up to 100 wires strung in tension over a 40m arch.
A black hole of dense heaviosity, full of slow motion riffage, tectonic pummel and massive planet destroying rock.
A conversation between influential figures thinking through Blackness and Indigeneity, asking: what if we took seriously the possibility that this world, as we know it, may be coming to an end? We dread the loss of this world, but have we begun to imagine the one to come?