Something like psychedelic post-techno, coupled with the undulating waves of an anxiety disorder. Let’s see. 🙂
- Location: Offsite by Wehrmuehle, Friedrichstraße 112, 10117 Berlin, Germany
- Date: Saturday, 7th of September, 2024
- Time: 13:00 – 22:00
- Tickets: https://ra.co/events/1989092
More about Symposia
Symposia will launch there first edition. The day programme will focus on performances from various art forms in combination to different influences of electronic music. The event will feature live and vinyl DJ sets, expressionist dance, art performances and a Drag Queen show. Musically, the event will include Experimental, Avant-garde, IDM, Ambient, Cold Wave, Post-Punk, Techno, Acid, and House elements. The goal is to unite and collectively create these invisible experiential worlds. The concept of “Symposia” is rooted in the Greek term for a convivial gathering with music, art, and intellectual discussions. The goal is to create a space where art and ideas can be shared on equal footing. This concept is inspired by transcendental knowledge theory. The focus is on two experiential worlds: the external world that we see and the internal, harder-to-grasp world of thoughts and feelings. “Symposia” aims to make this internal world visible through collective, performative art, combining various forms such as expressionist dance, video installations, sculpture, singing, and electronic music in a synesthetic way.
Stop The Genocide Lyrics
There were concerns from the organisers that this song is trivialising the genocide. I understand and respect their worries. It comes from a place of love towards those who would come.
Yet, this is not the intention. The song tries to hack the pleasure networks of pop music to deliver a simple unyielding message: Stop the Genocide
Rather than singing about love or betrayal or whatever other inanities fill the algorithmically generated playlists we consume, I speak only about what really matters to me. Here is the text:
Blowback (Stop the Genocide)
Faces melted to the screen
Violence every single day
Locked inside a poisoned womb
Till our neurons burn awayTwo-faced creatures with three mouths
die to have the roles reversed
feed on bodies, words and sounds
what you call love is perverseStop, Stop the Genocide
Stop, Stop the Genocide, right now.
Stop, Stop the Genocide
Stop, Stop the Genocide, right now.Bareback riding templar knights
with precious metals from the Rhine
trading flesh for phantom limbs
while your empire declinesOn your throne falls ash like dread
toxic whispers in the air
Once the phosphorous fades away
burned in your back: genocidaireStop, Stop the Genocide
Stop, Stop the Genocide, right now.
Stop, Stop the Genocide
Stop, Stop the Genocide, right now.
Stop, Stop the Genocide
Stop, Stop the Genocide, right now.
Stop, Stop the Genocide
Stop, Stop the Genocide, right now.