Qiao Lin Tan
In a world where it feels like injustice and oppression repeats itself in different guises with every news story and social media post, Graffiti Bodies XV reminds us that amongst the multiple layers of shittery, there are always layers upon layers of hope, justice and community to look for as well.
Kevin Le Gendre
Graffiti Bodies XV is more of a death disco, a thought-provoking if not utterly disquieting commentary on the long history of police brutality in the black Diaspora.
An uncompromisingly imaginative approach to text that does credit to the power of the human voice, as well as the mind that pushes it on to previously unheard paths.
“The evening culminated in Mitchener bringing together all the night’s musicians and all of them wheeling into free jazz reaching a crescendo from Mitchener that shook Oto’s golden ceiling filaments and had its audience screaming in delight. Powerful, indelible, of an ilk no stranger to Oto regulars, but utterly mesmerising and original and even disturbing for any crossing its threshold for the first time.”
