Vulvaverse – underground festival for heavy music & activism
VULVAVERSE is back for its third edition, bringing even more music and activism. This year, they have curated an extraordinary lineup featuring experimental heavy music and dynamic panel discussions designed to shatter glass ceilings. Building on their commitment to ‘Bodily Autonomy,’ the 2024 spotlight is on ‘Sex Work in the Netherlands.’ Join Vulvaverse for an unforgettable experience, with a vibrant space for everyone to be heard and where no topic is off-limits.
Nuh is a captivating live act that’s known for their blend of dark ambient, drone and noise, infusing it with a haunting sense of existential dread. Drawing inspiration from their own struggles with anxiety and depression Nūh creates an immersive and introspective experience, both unsettling and cathartic, with their music and visuals.
Takkak Takkak (Nyege Nyege Records) is a new duo project by Berlin-based Japanese producer Shigeru Ishihara (aka Dj Scotch Egg, Waqwaq Kingdom, Scotch Rolex) and Vilnius-based Indonesian junk multi-instrumentalist J. Mo’ong Santoso Pribadi (half by Raja Kirik). Each artist is known and loved for their solo, idiosyncratic productions. Together they merge their cheerful and challenging sound worlds through a strong mutual interest in each other’s artistic expression.
Rattus Norvegicus, Amsterdam’s most pesky disease ridden swarm, has transmuted into the vampyric group known as Rattenburcht. Archaic beats, primitive riffs and wretched screeches amalgamate into black punk blasphemy.
Acidic Male, an interdisciplinary artist, intertwines her personal, diary-like poetry with evocative themes of self-image, transformation, sexuality, revenge, shame, and abjection. With a deep fascination for various genres of electronic music, Acidic Male aims to create a reflective yet confrontational space for listeners through the duality of harsh sounds and confessional texts about the body.
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VULVA is a dynamic sludge/doom duo from Rotterdam, featuring Kim Hoorweg on bass/vocals and Nadya van Osnabrugge on drums/vocals. VULVA’s primal sounds often evolve into unique forms, ranging from atmospheric, slow-burning tensions to explosive garage punk outbursts. With extensive musical backgrounds, they challenge the established order through gravity, humor, activism, pain, and violence.Together, Acidic Male and VULVA blend their sounds, creating an innovative and powerful collaboration.
This partnership fuses Acidic Male’s introspective and confessional electronic landscapes, filled with synths, a drumcomputer and dreamy vocals with VULVA’s raw, expressive doom-energy, through loud bass and amplified cello sounds with lots of FXpedals and unnerving screeches. The result is a multifaceted show that confronts, reflects, and transforms, offering a fresh and provocative exploration of sound and emotion.
HIDE are an electronic duo based in Chicago. The pair create dark and heavy sample-based compositions using a combination of self-sourced field recordings and various pop culture and media references. Their music is textured, minimal, and powerful, giving raw vulnerability a chance to unfurl. Their work is honest, confrontational, powerful and thought-provoking.
HIDE’s third album, Interior Terror (Dais Records, 2021) further abandons traditional concepts of song structure in favor of splintered rhythms and fevered, immediate release. Expanding on previous themes of autonomy and empowerment, Interior Terror addresses and questions the corporeal and immaterial body in a physical and metaphysical sense. Turning to the dread inside, reflecting on the world around us, HIDE gives voice to the power of destruction as a catalyst for hope, and to the collective experiences of those who’ve come before us as a wellspring of our own power. Raw vocal delivery of mantra-like prose issued forth yields a raging, plaintive wail that lulls, mocks, questions, proclaims and decries. A dearth of collected field recordings give way to more fluid arrangements while retaining a scathing urgency. The result is minimal, spacious, and jarring; a distant knocking grown into the pulse of a hypnotic dirge, drones emerge from shards of decomposed sound, bending, seething their way through your body.