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Sonica - A Gift of Sound and Vision

From Kill Your Timid Notion to GI, sound and vision have become 
increasingly promiscuous bed-fellows over the last decade. Throw in an 
increased sense of theatricality to sound-based art, and all the 
elements are in place for Sonica, a brand-new feast for the senses that 
forms the latest addition to an ever-expanding Glasgow-based left-field 
arts diaspora.

Produced by Cryptic, the music-theatre company who have bridged 
art-forms and worked internationally for almost twenty years, Sonica's 
inaugural ten-day city-wide programme of 'sonic art for the visually 
minded' brings together already existing works by the likes of Janek 
Schaefer, whose turntable-based work featured several years ago in a 
major show at the CCA, alongside new commissions from home and abroad. 
These include Remember Me, an opera by Claudia Molitor's opera 
performed inside a desk in Scotland Street School Museum. Elsewhere, 
Turner Prize nominee Luke Fowler will collaborate with Jean-Luc 
Guionnet based on their relationship with electronic music.

“There's a real demand for this sort of work,” according to Cryptic 
director Cathie Boyd, who instigated the Cryptic Nights showcases of 
sound-based work at CCA. “As well as the major international work, 
Cryptic has always been about showing off some of the more significant 
developing artists coming up, and we're keen to do both of those things 
here.”

Co-curated with former CCA director and current head of Huddersfield 
Contemporary Music Festival, Graham McKenzie, and former producer of 
Almeida Opera an currently in charge of Norwich Festival, Patrick 
Dickie, Sonica will be a shape-shifting enterprise, promoting one-offs 
rather than fixing themselves to one format.

“It's important as well that some of the works get another life,” says 
McKenzie, “because some of them have only ever been seen once.”

As far as the ongoing renaissance of interest  in cross-art 
adventurousness,“Intellectually and emotionally,” Dickie explains, 
“both artists and audiences want to explore all five of their senses. 
That's the journey they're prepared to make.”

Sonica, various venues, Glasgow, November 8th-18th
http://sonic-a.co.uk/2012/

The List, October 2012

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