
Overheard (Performance Part 1) and Festival Introduction
Resonance Radio Orchestra
The first performative part in a game of chance and endurance as actor Tam Dean Burn constantly broadcasts for 24hrs.
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The first performative part in a game of chance and endurance as actor Tam Dean Burn constantly broadcasts for 24hrs.
An improvised film about our worlds at the brink, on the edge, in front of a crisis. To stand on the side of life, by seeing the resistance to genocide in Palestine as a turning point to overcome.
Talk charting the radical history of experimental music in Japan + the lowdown into the careers of many of the artists appearing at MLFC.
From really simple, open instructions, An Unrhymed Chord creates a kind of half-way point between composition and improvisation.
A simple hands on workshop with micro-radio theorist and pioneer Kogawa.
How do communities formed under the duress of violent othering and the joy of solidarity – such as ballroom culture, Black diasporas, Zapatistas – reform bonds of kinship?
A chat with Rashad about the communist, conceptual methodology that informs his ground-breaking synthetic music—a form of speculative sonic fiction writing to produce hyperreal non-representational auditive experiences.
Emotional fantasies, towers of cakes, identity troubles, collapsed distance and time and Samuel R. Delany’s rarely seen 1971 film The Orchid.
Nothing if not repetitive, film is founded on the incremental succession of minute difference. But how does repetition of the same play out, and is it a tool to comment on the standardising repetition of the mass media?
Criminal Queers visualises a radical trans/queer struggle against the prison industrial complex, working to abolish the multiple ways our hearts, genders, and desires are confined.
Is it possible to dance our way out of the hardened stances and identity prisons we are locked in?
A chat, with examples (Zola, H. P. Lovecraft, Hammer Horror), about blackness and the sheer stupid thickness of what has no profundity whatsoever.