Self Cancellation – Removal Service / Transition Hide and Seek
Sarah Washington
Sarah Washington uses electronics and wind-up radios, running out of charge to repsond to the festivals’ Self Cancellation provocation.
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Sarah Washington uses electronics and wind-up radios, running out of charge to repsond to the festivals’ Self Cancellation provocation.
Cardboard boxes, metal guitar, critical homage, attempts to describe things you can’t describe. A one-man Grand Guignol school play.
Goofily deformed, deeply thought vocal jams: like the sound of your own breath rushing through your head.
Voguing, drag, clubbing, and the politics of communities making different performances of gender and sexuality visible.
What would a world and an ethics look like free from the destructive consequences of the Western mind?
What is the radical concept at the core of ‘rhythm’, expanded from simply musical or mathematical notions to encompass personal, social, collective rhythms?
A dismantled, performed film, where a narrator pieces together the sounds, images and storytelling of a documentary about Hurricane Katrina before a live audience.
Dub is strange. A conversation with Edward George and Dhanveer Brar.
Camille Sapara Barton author of Tending Grief will facilitate this BIPOC only session around somatics and racial justice.
Bringing together artists working with music, sound, film and the moving image, KYTN 2008 saw performances, improvisations, screenings and installations over three days at DCA.
The 2006 INSTAL festival saw a broad selection of artists that included Blood Stereo and Ludo Mich, Ellen Fullman and Sean Meehan, Keiji Haino and Tony Conrad and a specially created performance by Maryanne Amacher.
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.