Brandon Wint

LIVE ARTIST | MOTHER CLOUD SPATIAL SOUND FESTIVAL

 

Brandon Wint is an Ontario-born poet, spoken word artist, educator and multi-disciplinary storyteller based in western Canada.

For more than a decade, Brandon has been a sought-after touring performance poet, having shared his work all over Canada, and internationally at festivals and showcases in the United States, Australia, Jamaica, Latvia and Lithuania. Brandon is ever-grateful for the power of poetry as a spiritual technology and social force.

He is devoted to using poetry as a tool for refining his sense of justice, love, and intimacy. Brandon Wint's poems and essays have been published in The Ex Puritan, Event Magazine, Arc Poetry Magazine, and Black Writers Matter, among other places. Divine Animal (Write Bloody North, 2020) is his debut collection of poetry. His debut film, My Body Is A Poem/The World Makes With Me screened at Reelworld Film Festival and DOXA documentary film festival in 2023.

 

All The Gods I Cannot Name

All The Gods I Cannot Name is a rich, ~50-minute lyrical collage by spoken word poet Brandon Wint and multi-instrumentalist producer Brian Raine.

The piece features a variety of musical contributions from artists from Vancouver and Edmonton, and reflects Brandon and Brian's years of friendship and artistic practice in western Canada. Thematically, the piece explores human desire and reverence for the natural world, alongside complex feelings of existential dread in the era of ecological crisis.

All The Gods I Cannot Name implicates the sounds of jazz, metal, classical and electronic music to express vulnerabilities that, when taken all together, evoke the feeling of urgent prayer. This piece aims to be one of the most vulnerable, bold offerings of Brandon and Brian's collaborative history through its ability to link the potency of five spoken word poems with the aesthetics of collage. The result is a collection of utterances, meanings, gestures, questions, silences and songs which make clear the many ways in which sound can become poetry, and poetry can become prayer.