Date(s) - 04/07
8:00pm - 11:30pm
552 Haight Street
San Francisco, CA
Quit with your clean, put your lips on it already. With Danishta y Alexandra at the controls, what starts as fever-pitch reggaeton gets stickied up fast when that contact-pineapple busts out. This is riot romance and you’re about to break up with your spectator seat.
Wait did that happen inside or outside? Sensory or nonsensery? Sound, light, sculpture, software, circuitry, sentience: MSHR is a self-transforming entity, outputs patched into its inputs in live improvisation integrating material interface and generative systems through a formalist approach. Established as an art collective in 2011 by Brenna Murphy and Birch Cooper, “MSHR” is a modular acronym, designed to bear varied ideas in a symbiotic web of exchange with the global underground and committed to mutual creativity, care, and the enlarging community of peace, love, unity and respect.
Listen long enough to the waveform pool of deep emerald madness that is the bran(…)pos discography and a form emerges in your ear, beneath a timbral moss writhes a carmelizing synth, tympanic boom, sore cello, and at bottom of that slurry you detect the glinting eye of a whole monster stirring, peering straight up at you from a dark, very deep bottom. The question quickly becomes, why is it laughing, why is it rising? Prepare to be gummed down by your own insides.
Through sound, dance, costumed computation and visualization, Julia Litman-Cleper blazes spidering trails across fragile shells, divining the wells of survivable life, showing us to the bathy froth of time that predates vision. Human eyes are like eggs, born with a startle from the primordial chicken they’re made to trace sharp edges. So the clarity of vision lends itself to quantification, immediacy, violence. But the chicken had to cum first, or why survive? Vibration precedes sight, desire precedes survival and the world was always more than quantifiable surface, more fun than fear, where shatter precedes pattern.