Two saxophone improvisations; woodwind yoga and feral snorts.
Audio specimens nudged with the back of a scalpel.
The American performer/composer talks to ATTN about the intimacy of performance, the unlearning of musical resolution and the parallels between composition and jewellery-making.
In their own words, “a radical history of 600 years of public execution”.
Conjured drones, repetition and the stale air of ill deeds.
Soups of panic and blizzards of rubber balls.
Squashed inside a sauna of sax, tuba and turntable.
Space navigates sound and vice versa; trombones and basses command attention and cast it away.
Strange gestures for woodwind and stringed instruments, dwelled upon in the name of lone spiritual pursuit.