Symposium: ACCESS: SOUND FILE
Dan Norton Dr Cathy Lane Dr Martin Parker Rob Gawthrop Stephen Partridge Tony Conrad Zoe Irvine
ACCESS: SOUND FILE A day-long salon accompanying KYTN focusing on sound art.
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ACCESS: SOUND FILE A day-long salon accompanying KYTN focusing on sound art.
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.
A black hole of dense heaviosity, full of slow motion riffage, tectonic pummel and massive planet destroying rock.
One-shot sonic portraits of 4 houses, their inhabitants and their relationship to sound, from 2 of the most deep-thinking field-recording artists around.
Writing that shows us that, even in struggle, there is light to be let in.
Italian duo of brothers Maurizio and Roberto Opalio utilising an array of acoustic and electric guitars, various toy-instruments and toy-microphones.
Daniel Carter & Sabir Mateen’s trio with percussionist Andrew Barker; incessantly driving forward through sweat-drenched bursts of pure ecstatic freedom.
Shutter Interface is an expanded cinema piece: a series of machinegun bursts of chromatic relationships and visual harmonics in an overwhelming montage
A conversation about the movement for prison abolition and refusing the logic of race and sex that underpins the criminalisation and mass incarceration of communities.
Reading their letters to each other, and chatting about prefigurative politics as the practice of relentlessly building worlds through unspeakable violence and loss; of building worlds and living in them anyway.
A short chat about what we (Arika) might be trying to do with our program for the Biennial.
Sax/Drums duo of raucous, pealing noise, and cries of beguiling lyricism, whispered sax phrases float in a timbral cloud of bowed metal and rumbling toms.