Discordant noise fills a white-walled exhibition space. An electric guitar twangs, noise reverberates through the room, and lights overhead flash. A man with shaggy greying hair sits on a music case facing the wall, his body bent over his guitar, as eerie images flash on a floor-to-ceiling LED screen.
He reaches down to adjust a guitar pedal, tweaking the sound, the room plunged into darkness for a moment as guitar fuzz rings out. At the same time, disorienting images flicker on the screen for a fraction of a second: images of war, intricate still lifes, empty city streets, police in riot gear, a skeleton being dug up, a medieval painting of a severed head.
