colin self on queer kinship and the gender of sound (Electronic Beats)
“DRAG FUTURIST COLIN SELF ON QUEER KINSHIP, PUPPETRY AND THE GENDER OF SOUND” (Electronic Beats):
One crisp Berlin afternoon, Colin Self opens the door to his apartment by Kottbusser Tor and pulls me into his enchanted realm. Dressed head to toe in green, with blue eyes like shallow pools and white-blonde hair twisted into a mermaid braid, he reminds me of a playful wood nymph as he flits around his living room, which has been fashioned into a studio. Next to a computer playing his latest music video, the shelves are lined with Korg synthesizers, keyboards, microphones and a bite-sized dulcimer—a ukelele-like instrument that Self picks up and starts absent-mindedly strumming. The walls are dripping with plants, which dangle from the ceilings and poke out from the courtyard-facing windows (“Ah you’ve met my aloe!” Self exclaims, stroking its juicy tendrils. “She takes care of me—we are so connected.”).