Opening space for the inexplicable: loveconductors and ghoul|take III
The work is the group; the group is the work. It is an antidote to work that devalues the human. The individual is decentralized, but not devalued.
Category Archives: Live Art
Kate Zibluk in conversation with Egregious Philbin
Drag has challenged me to re-examine and expand my gender identity, which I now see as a continuum between my “everyday self” and “performance self”.
The Show Lasts Longer Than It May Appear – WATERBOY AND THE MIGHTY WORLD
You feel, given the virtuosity and care demonstrated onstage, that you owe this much. You can carry all this. If you let it fall, it’ll break the spell. Don’t spill the water.
In Response to Celine’s MAGNUM OPUS
I will not say “I’ve grown up” since then, because truly I see this acceptance of paid monotony as a bit of my idealism seeping out. A necessary bloodletting, at long last, giving up my mulishness in favor of a little ability to tame the storm that was my inner mind each day and each night.
From Bushwick to (off-off) Broadway: How Sasha Velour marries her night club roots with modern theatricality
This is best drag: rooted by a simple movement vocabulary elevated with full design elements embodied by a queer figure in complete control of her material.
A Humble Utopia: Liliana Dirks-Goodman’s Dinner Party 1960-2000s with chef Kristin Worrall at New York Live Arts, March 10th 2019
Feminist philosopher Grosz asks: “How can we understand space differently, in order to organize, inhabit, and structure our living arrangements differently?” Dirks-Goodman takes this as provocation for her homespun meal and her other, more intangible, offerings.
The Neck and The Neutral
When it comes to representation, the question of whose vantage point is accepted as the default. Whose story reads as universal?
John Gutierrez’s view from Miguel Gutierrez’s “This Bridge Called My Ass”
John Gutierrez writes from inside “This Bridge Called My Ass” from Miguel Gutierrez
The Magic of Diana Oh’s THE INFINITE LOVE PARTY
There is an open mic and a fantasy slow dance to memories yet to occur, and a dance party that is pretty cute. I fall in love for exactly 15 minutes and it’s the best.
An Unfiltered Description of UGLY at Bushwick Starr
We share our sweat, our humidity, our heat. We weather it, as Kelly does inside the box.
Symphonie Fantastique’s 20th Anniversary
“Nothing happening,” I wrote in a heavy slant down the page, “but I can’t look away.”
in the waking: Tommy DeFrantz (American Realness) & David Thomson (COIL)
“Double consciousness is knowing the particularity of the white world in the face of its enforced claim to universality… Double consciousness, in other words, is knowing a lie while living its contradiction.” – Biko Maura ruminates on white privilege and the mythology of the neutral body.