Krajné Čierno + Slávo Krekovič + Pre-skokan Otrok
Unfortunately Fero Király will not perform due to technical reasons. He will be replaced by Krajné Čierno.
Krajné Čierno
Krajné Čierno is in the Low Beskydy Mountains and belongs to the Laborecka Highlands. It is impossible to say about the noise line-up around Maroš Koval and Petr Kerekes, but one thing is for sure: it will be intense.
https://krajnecierno.bandcamp.com/
Slávo Krekovič
Musician, cultural manager, musicologist, music dramaturg and editor. He holds a PhD from the Institute of Musicology of the Slovak Academy of Sciences and has worked at New York University. He was the head of the Multimedia Studio at the Faculty of Fine Arts of the Brno University of Technology and one of the artistic directors and founders of A4 – space of contemporary culture, where he is responsible for the dramaturgy of the programme of contemporary music and new media art. He is the artistic director and coordinator of the international festival of contemporary music NEXT, one of the coordinators of the new media culture Multiplace, editor-in-chief of the contemporary culture magazine 3/4 and founder of the database of Slovak experimental music KRAA.SK. In the past, he has also worked as a music editor and dramaturge at Slovak Radio and as an editor at the Music Centre. He is a member of Shibuya Motors, Vritti, Voice Over Noise, etc.
In music he focuses on generativity, stochastic processes, human-machine interaction, gesture and improvisation in different contexts using software and different hardware.
Advance Slave
Can a slave be an advance slave?? The bar is set very high indeed. Do you like the view from above???
What is always most beautiful about a jump is the graceful curve that the body describes in the brief moment between the action of two opposing physical forces. The centre of the sinusoid is at the zero point. If we think about it, it is at this point that we find pure abstraction. In the perspective seen from this vantage point, a sense of depth prevails that extends across the width of the horizon. If we translate the image into sound, we get something like a drumbeat. The beauty of simplicity. We hear repetitive impacts. The hammering is basically perpendicular to a large iron hammer, a jackhammer and a welder leaving a deep gouge in the melting metal. Everything that came before is still there, but never the same as it used to be. That’s kind of the rule of composition. This project is truly mysterious. Who exactly is our winged player? Who is the foreman and who is the slave in this game?
