All the Colours of the Dark, Except Black
Evan Calder Williams
A chat, with examples (Zola, H. P. Lovecraft, Hammer Horror), about blackness and the sheer stupid thickness of what has no profundity whatsoever.
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A chat, with examples (Zola, H. P. Lovecraft, Hammer Horror), about blackness and the sheer stupid thickness of what has no profundity whatsoever.
Includes: solar flares, insect fireworks, a new film from Ian Helliwell, pulsating glaciers, an apple being eaten alive, sea ravaged stock, crushed blackberries and film that has literally risen from the grave.
Nikos played every note that it’s possible to play on the cello, all played back as a one hour drone, while the cello was turned to powder and bottled.
A performed filmic conversation on queer and black world making.
As opposed to suggesting soundtrack’s to Brakhage’s works [which are almost entirely silent] Text of Light use his works to stimulate improvisation, enveloping them into the structure of the group much like an additional musician.
Free jazz pianist John Blum with an everywhere-at-once presence in duo with Jackson Krall, incendiary free jazz drummer and sound sculptor
During Episode 9 we made this clip with Storyboard P at Kinning Park Complex. Video by Ash Reid.
A chorister attempting to sing Vivaldi, with live accompaniment, while trampolining for 20 minutes.
Edinburgh. Beer and smoke befuddled drone/ deadly efforts by Pjorn72 kingpin.
In rethinking the body, the law, the state, gender, race, violence, care and empathy, how we might give humanness a different future?
A tour with John Butcher and Akio Suzuki that set out to allow the audience to experience (and to listen to) the enviroment around them in different way.
When we look, how do we objectify the body; how can we reflect on our (self) image as a construction?