DCP Project Space @ 1928 Folsom Street, San Francisco, CA 94103 | Friday – Sunday, Noon – 6pm [+ by Appointment]
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I Am Kurious Orange
Marc Arthur, Anne Colvin, Alex Hetherington, Karla Milosevich
with source material by William Blake, Michael Clark Company, The Fall
May 1st – May 31st, 2009 | Opening Reception APRIL 30th (Thursday 6-9pm)
Marc Arthur and selected members of his ensemble (Stephen Boyer and Gage Boone) will be rehearsing during the opening.
Please note special hours for this project – [Friday thru Sunday noon- 6pm]
PLEASE VISIT THE DCP WEBSITE FOR DATES AND TIMES OF REHEARSALS, SCREENINGS, FINAL PERFORMANCE
DCP (David Cunningham Projects) is pleased to announce I Am Kurious Orange – a group show curated by Anne Colvin.
Conceived specifically for the DCP project space I Am Kurious Orange is an exhibition, a rehearsal, a residency and a performance. Inspired by the long-term creative association between dancer Michael Clark (Scotland) and U.K. band The Fall (lead by Mark E. Smith) the exhibition takes it’s initial cues from the Clark/ Fall collaboration on the ballet ‘I am Curious, Orange’ and the accompanying soundtrack, released under the title ‘I am Kurious Oranj’. Performed live in Amsterdam, London and Edinburgh in 1988 to mark the tercentenary of William of Orange, dancers included Leigh Bowery and lyrics reference the work of artist/ poet/ visionary William Blake. Continue reading
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If you want to know why I care so much about polar bears… watch this video below:
For those of you who live in New York City, this weekend has been a welcoming of good weather, pretty people and high spirits. Every time I start to get down on this place it starts to get warm and all of a sudden we are all outside, drinking from paper bags, smoking secret joints, signing songs unto the streetlights and blessing ourselves with our collective goodness. As if the weather wasn’t a welcome enough beginning to the glories of a summer spent in Brooklyn, we also have a kick off of the highest caliber at our fingertips happening this upcoming Friday night.
AUNTS, the ever inspiring dance and performance organizers who have brought together many of the best emersive art experiences I’ve had since coming to New York are up to their much needed ways again, this time with an event called FACTORY/MARKET. The event, which is set to take place this upcoming Friday May 1st (MAY DAY!!!) at the Grace Exhibition Space, will be an entirely new format for an AUNTS event. Set up in connection with the Movement Research Festival, the Factory/Market has been conceived in two different sections. The factory section (which already took place and has lots of awesome production pictures up on the AUNTS web page) called together all the participants and had them produce goods either to sell, barter away or perform with during the Market section of the happening, the part that you, oh lucky public, get to come and see for free!!!!(or rather, if you bring some booze) this upcoming Friday.
I was excited to see Throbbing Gristle live, like I have said before I’ve always missed out on seeing anything any of the members are in before due to whatever reason prevented me at the time, but I was apprehensive because I didn’t think any of the members could muster the energy to perform well. My apprehensive turned out to be a good thing because I was pleasantly surprised all night long as song after song poured more industrial energy into my aching-to-dance body. Genesis opened the show with a tale of murder and a haunted childhood. My highlights of the night were Hamburger Lady, What a Day, and Discipline. Yes, if you have read my previous post I’m sure you will recall that I was nervous they wouldn’t pull off Discipline well but lo and behold they did. It also helped that Genesis’s youngest daughter was standing next to me and right before they started to play we both gleefully looked at each other and started ranting discipline like two zealous maniacs. Anyway, the tour continues onward so if they have yet to get to your town, well I highly recommend going to the show. And Genesis, Cosey, Sleazy, and Chris… if you by chance catch wind of this review… well, I adore you.
Here’s some video’s I’ve found of there recent tour:
PROBABLY SHOULDN’T HAVE PARTIED SO HARD THE PAST 10 DAYS. TIME TO LOOK AT PORN:
Is sex work the new marijuana or just like what girls that smoke marijuana like to do cause it’s so easy to do stoned?
Sometimes I question whether or not I have lesbro tendencies.
I’m really excited to see Throbbing Gristle play. Everything that has blossomed out of the hateful TG is steadily played on whatever electronic device I see fit to play music. I have never witnessed any of the band members perform anything live so it is going to be a treat to see them together performing once again. A big part of me wonders what financial hardships have accrued because it doesn’t seem likely to me that they’d be on this venture if it wasn’t for the need to make some fast cash. Does anyone know how much Genesis’s surgeries cost? Continue reading
Do places you go create songs in your head? I’m not asking if songs you listen to on your i-pod while you’re tuning yourself out all day seem to cinematically line up with your existence as you wander your city and stare at the street, but whether sometimes as you wander, the place surrounding you suddenly takes on a kind of rhythm and you begin to make up a song that you have never heard before? This song somehow seeming so appropriate to the environment of it’s spontaneous composer (that’s you friend) that it makes you smile out rightly to yourself until you run out of rhymes or almost get hit by a van or something? I ask you, oh cherished blog readers, because it happens to me every fucking day. I make songs about everything: Girls on the subway, homeless people on the street, guys with gel in their hair, girls with high heels and designer bags with dogs in them, the glass of closed storefronts, the tv screens on bus stops and taxi cabs, EVERYTHING! But living in New York leads to lots of songs about crazy things. Everything is big, explosive, loud, blatant, with one thing stepping in the way of another until I’ve forgotten what the hell I’m even talking about in the first place. The songs in Brendan Glasson of Vio/Mire’s head come from somewhere else entirely
I followed my friends down the stairs to a basement in a house on the North edge of Seattle’s central district. Inside it was dark and muggy. It wasn’t a punk-rock house, or a DIY collective. It was a fairly regular looking house, but people in their twenties seemed to live there. I think it was a going away party for Seth Sugar (Wilde Turkey), who was moving to NYC. I always liked his music and enjoyed his company, so I figured this show would be worth something or other. Still, I can be grim. My friends who had taken me usually liked good music, but had taken me to more than one show that left me trying to figure out which hurt more; my head, my feet, or my sad, withering heart. I was not having a good time living in Seattle in late 07. However, this would end up being one of the only really great experiences that happened in the months before I left. To my delight, KHV (Katherine Hepurn’s Voice) filled my head with ideas, my feet with morphine and my heart with another soft red spot, waiting to be punctured when the show was over. Yes, I liked it.
Recently Hipster Runoff posted “People who go to Dan Deacon concerts seem like real bros”. The posting included the following picture with the caption (Previous funnie Dan Deacon meme with a fatbro in the background):
The “fatbro” is Darren Mabee. He’s in the band We Are The Seahorses. And I personally think he has an awesome personal brand that he promotes at his own shows and at other artists shows. Check him out as he gets all crazy at a Gravy Train!!!! show: