Art & Design / Film

Major Havoc dives into strange chip-tune time, where the present stretches, glitches, loops and folds back in on itself.

It starts with three classic arcade anthems, their 8-bit DNA stripped down and rewritten for human voice. Performed by the Voicelab Orchestra, London, every beep becomes breath. Each sequence turning nostalgia into analog resonance, translating machine code into something human.

Played through a custom game system, Major Havoc invites the audience to mix the Voicelab Orchestra in real time, bending tone, pitch, rhythm, and memory into new loops. What amazes us, is that immersive feeling caught between moments of precision and chaos, when digital memory slips, reshaping itself into something physical and alive.

By pushing 8-bit chip tunes through the limitations of the human voice, Major Havoc becomes an encounter of machine logic and human breath. Each synthetic sound  testing what the body is capable of, guided by 8-bit precision.  Somewhere in that tension, a new language emerges half digital, half analog.

Where code feels emotion and the human starts to sound like circuitry is where it all aligns. That’s the loop I’m drawn to, that in-between space.