Inhabiting dark rooms with the LED on his watch the closest thing to vitamin D, Alex Teleko has been twiddling knobs and moving oscillators in a pilgrimage to become the next great pop experiment following in the footsteps of Meek, Wilson and Spector before him.
Through observant eyes, Teleko has painted a blank canvas dark and desolate. The eccentric stories and tales within his songs act as the primal scream that possess all that are bored of post-industrial town mundanities. Despite the robotic nature of his craft, Alex Teleko wants to prove that there is a pulse behind the metal.
- When: Saturday
- Where: Priory Chapel & Green