Eli Clare
Eli Clare
Poems are kisses, fists, and underground rivers. For all these reasons and many more, I am a poet.
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Poems are kisses, fists, and underground rivers. For all these reasons and many more, I am a poet.
Three different performances variously featuring: Fritz Welch, loud drums, guitar, local collaborators, paper, memories, Roland Barthes, string quartets
Quasi-theatrical multiple-projector pieces play with the relationship between performers, art and audiences.
A simple hands on workshop with micro-radio theorist and pioneer Kogawa.
“I am truly without faith. In a media marketplace that demands soulness, I can only offer soulnessless.”
Conceptual choreography as critique, in Ligia’s film of Caribbean plots and scandals, and the possibilities of anti-colonial revenge, rest and repair.
A concrete walkway ending in mid air, a ridiculously tight squeeze between three office buildings and various other sites of Labour politician and council leader T. Dan Smith’s modernist regeneration projects and ‘slum clearances’ of the 1950’s and 60’s.
A performed self-cancelling discussion, with artists from the festival, invited speakers and local artists talking at once, over each other, or straining to be heard over the din.
A chorister attempting to sing Vivaldi, with live accompaniment, while trampolining for 20 minutes.
A kind of an informal overview of INSTAL.
Transfeminist, communist, revolutionary poetry that refuses to flinch. Nat Raha presents new work in the nine.
A black hole of dense heaviosity, full of slow motion riffage, tectonic pummel and massive planet destroying rock.