Peacock Lounge: Leaking, (ff):, Evidence Trio, 5k candle

Leaking, (ff):, Evidence Trio, 5k candle August 6 THURSDAY 8pm-11pm Peacock Lounge, 552 Haight, SF All-ages, $5-$15 notaflof Leaking Brian Pedersen on bari sax, Fred Lonberg-Holm on cello, and Jay Korber on the rusty gates of hell. Whether it’ll be light, oil, or cerebral spinal fluid that seeps before spurting full force we can’t know in advance. Lonberg-Holm being a disciple of both Feldman and Braxton and known collaborator of Zeek Sheck as well as Brotzman, and with Pedersen an unsacred curate in bands like 4ft Owl not to mention Key West and Fistortion alongside Jay Korber who blurs the very line between man and animal (the muppet), whatever does spill forth it’s sure to get all over everything and definitley won’t come out in any kind of wash. (ff): This spraypaintable ligature (ff): denotes followed by a colon to get that shit out! A searing new collaboration between Sharkiface and Ava Koohbor, who met at Mills College in the circuitous course of developing nonlinear pragmatism through electronics, noise, and spoken word, enact resistance, reject fascism and level aim to demolish patriarchy. (ff): make sound as protest, performance as refusal, and noise as a space for collective action. And in this particular instance, it’s all going down at the Peacock Lounge! avakoohborarts.com/ Evidence Trio Mbira, flute and alto maestera Kersti Abrams unites with bassist Eli Pontecorvo and thereminist Andrew Joron to establish the avant-space improv Evidence Trio. Just like measured variances of electron swarms can unveil mysteries of solid matter, you can witness the wailing emanation of the void, unfurling in the monochord of Joron’s theremin while Pontecorvo’s bass prods indolent silence from below and Abrams’ melodics depart into upper orbits splintering like fractions of light as proof of a non-hierarchical universe where answers precede questions unravelling endlessly to spawn what is impossible, yet immediate, and evident. m-kat-ensemble.bandcamp.com/ 5k candle For something so blindingly brilliant, Chris Farstad’s gorgeous command of video and his mastery of resonant acoustic synthesis go conspicuosly unheralded. But come to think of it, the same could be said of your own own wildest resonant dreams, left alone by day. Nightmarish or rapturous, the inmost experiences of your blind phantasmagoric mind are too often left to cool, too cool to tell, too dangerous to tame. But maybe these worlds belong comingled: art and unwaking. Maybe we keep them too far apart, never turn them loose together. Why not bring along your sleeping mind this time? Lead it into the Peacock Lounge and there let it bite you quick and soft in the not quite dark, teeth all aflame! coneshapetopimprint.bandcamp.com/track/5k-candle-perfume-surgery