
Eclipse of the Moon from the Backyard
Koji Asano Paragon Ensemble
Work for cello, percussion, contra bassoon and cherbulum commissioned for Instal in collaboration with Paragon
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Work for cello, percussion, contra bassoon and cherbulum commissioned for Instal in collaboration with Paragon
Out of a dark haze, shafts of lights are picked out from the surface of film. Out of the black silence, noise, audible scratches bloom into a bright drone of broken and cracked objects.
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Join Umbrella Lane and special guest migrant trans sex workers in a community discussion about the points of intersection in LGBT people’s rights and sex worker’s rights.
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