Put on your Masonic robes and pick up your scythes (unsharpened, please). A slew of experimental musicians and out-there visual artists will gather at Microscope Gallery this Friday to perform Satanic rites amidst heavy drone music and beelzebubian projections.
With the U.S. “reasonably certain” that a drone strike killed the much reviled Jihadi John and a wave of recent attacks boosting our worst fears about ISIS, the timing isn’t exactly great for a documentary that questions the wisdom of targeted killings. But two former drone operators who appear in Tonje Hessen Schei’s Drone are sticking to their guns.
Perhaps traditional “muzik” isn’t your thing really, or maybe your tastes are simply too advanced to be bothered with such frivolities like the predictable strumming of guitars or the inane drivel of singer/songwriters. Sounds like you, eh? Well then, boy oh boy is this your weekend.
24 Hour Drone Festival
What’s the one type of music that actually threatens to push psychologically at-risk listeners over the edge? The genre of music that has more in common with flying death machines than any other? The genus most closely related in sound and feeling to a migraine and or Ketamine trip gone horribly wrong? DRONE!