in a cold dark metal place the rain leaves scars on my face
restless, i roam the streets at night in a daze staring at bodies with no figure in mindless states that retreats like terminal patients that wait and lay in bed wrapped in sheets of slate
housewifes clutched in permanent states
as salt water rolls down their head into eyes that bay
my eyes red as corridors ascend
passenger seat suffocate my blade as I’m woken up by trains and steel that vibrates
my bed as am laid on this tray
drunk laughter a cage that silence works to decay
in this pit made of clay
children bred from the naked wombs to remain
cold and un-named
surrounded by these men with shadows in there hearts and teeth
suffocating beliefs through the window
her mothers broken arms never held me close
armoured up in a Honda Accord
the lamps on the street like a veil in my eyes
on the moors where pale ones arrive
baptised in the scent of dogs and poor men
preston blackburn m65
each corridor laid with mines
and ghosts wrapped up in my movements blind
emotions drowned left undisguised
an the sheets in my bed like chains
and i pray that the bitch don’t hit me again
as I drive through the valleys that made of towers and flats
an the rain turn black in the country
the rooms that we sleep in falling apart
through the day and the dark
and she stayed in my arms
steel town smoke
as we ran up the hill
and the womb carved out to the edge of the fields
i can’t fall yet wanna know how it feels
when you wake up my back with the edge of the steel
About the work
The film was written and shot in Lancashire, England.
The film reflects on existentialism and Franz Kafka within my usual themes. I wanted to make something that showed nothing and let lost people speak.
I wanted to create something impersonal and dead where the cameras would act in this way also.
I fed the most personal text I wrote through machines to dehumanise the prose; ‘nothing urgent, surreal or of meaning’ is repeated in order to wash meaning from the phrase and turn it from words to a sounds.
My voice and large sections of my performances are edited to deconstruct their nature.
Smoke is to represent death and ghosts. The scenes with more contained movements and ideas feature this more often.
I directed, wrote/choreographed and performed all the prose and movement.
The sound was created by Low Power State, and edited by myself and Joseph Reay Reid.
Film was shot by Ethan Samuel Jacobs and Jack Nelson.
About the artist
Blackhaine is an artist from Lancashire.
His work contains performance from a prose and movement perspective in addition to direction for film.
He is a member of All Choreographers Are Bastards (ACAB), a Manchester based deconstructive project.
ACAB have exhibited nationally and internationally including the 2019 Venice Biennale in addition to creating and featuring in film and music videos.
FOUR THOUSAND HOLES IN BLACKBURN, LANCASHIRE [excerpt] (2020)
Death In The Afternoon (2020)
Death In June (2019-20)
FOUR THOUSAND HOLES IN BLACKBURN, LANCASHIRE [excerpt] ,Dazed livestream (2020)
“Transmissions” All Choreographers Are Bastards, a series of five films (2020)
“Unveiled” – Flohio, 2020, dir. Danniel Sannwaald
“Lucky” – Dazed and Gucci present Mykki Blanco, 2020, dir. Diana Kunst and Mau Morgo
“Down By The Tree” – Pearl City, 2019, dir. Grandmas
He was recently a featured model for “Moda Uomo Primavera Estate” – Vogue Italia, April 2020