avec djll et heglin

Expanding the duo of Tom Djll (trumpet, electronics) and Ron Heglin (trombone, voice) with self, present, on percussion perhaps quite small, or perhaps outsized, with wee plugged-in things.

John Bischoff opens with solo electronics.

COVID still hasn’t gone away, so the venue has to make some accommodations to it. Seating is strictly limited. They may have to turn you away if audience fills their (reduced) capacity. You must be vaccinated against COVID, and you must wear a mask while on the premises.

Thingamajigs Performance Group convenes to contemplate the breathing life of the snake through improvised visual scores and paracinematic interventions.

Expect Rae Diamond on voice, gesture, and objects, Edward Schocker on glass and reeds, and me and Keith Evans on electronics and performative projection.

Celebrating both Elizabeth Costello’s new work The Good War and the Outsound New Music Festival with a new ensemble that pulls a thread from the existential sweater surrounding Costello and featured performer Rent Romus.

Thingamajigs Performance Group convenes to contemplate group member Keith Evans‘s participation in the exhibition Loss and Gain: Text Isle also featuring work by

• Stella Zhang
• Robin Dintiman
• Sha Sha Higby
• Chelsea Stewart
  

Keith and Rae write

Turtle island. Text isle. We are marking our emotion, arked on the coast of the ring of fire. Swollen with a haunting at a vista point in the mineral epoch of the Anthropocene, we take off our shoes and cobble an active studio: everyday objects, food, tea, the unheard hum of the ever-expanding universe, and our attachments. All unmake-remake their places. In the swirl of landscape transformations, catastrophic Fires-Floods-Earthquakes-Tsunamis, how do we create beyond the apocalyptic?

Reconstruction-destruction of the geologic environment pushes on ancient frames, describes our interdependence, co-senses and inscribes our implications. If we look, listen, drink, and breathe in the loss of the known, what do we exhale? Anguish? Wonder? Ecstasy?

The presence of grief is woven in experience, spooled by polarities. Here, these artists are compelled to work in this dualism to transform emotions that bind into a boundless sky of empathy; into affirming arrays of address and inquiry. What can we do when the not-knowing of mystery looms? Spin and weave.

In poetic irony, attempts along lines of different experiences create convergences while attempts along lines of similar experiences create divergences. The weave of these moments cleave off shadows of impressions—in our social lives, family histories, lost selves, and friends grown away; stories of wounds and marks that stretch our bodies to the limits of muscle and movement; ovulation and the tissue of birth processes.

What might we, as participants, drop? What might we yet hold? And what holds us?