THE
INTIMATE PASSION at Flophouse, Santa Monica, CA.
Friday, June 6 and Saturday, June 7,
2003 Frank Moore's Cherotic All-Star Band at the Liquid
Den, Huntington Beach, CA.
Sunday, June 8, 2003
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Well,
we are back. In a lot of ways, it was a hard and expensive trip.
First I need
to thank Lob and Dr. Oblivious for coming through even
through personal tragedy etc. Just before they came to the performance
they found out their good friend had just died. Moreover, Dr. O. took
off work Friday, drove Thursday after work from S.F. to L.A. [got there
at 2 a.m.] then after Sunday’s jam drove at 1 a.m. back to S.F.
to be at work Monday morning. THAT’S COMMITMENT! I also want
to thank Dr. Suzy and Kim for understanding that we needed to bow out
of their late night Saturday show. NOW THAT’S HARD…ADMITTING
THAT THERE WAS NO WAY FOR US TO MAKE THAT PARTY!
The performance really “started” the week before…when
Jennifer arrived from Toronto to do a 7-day intensive with me. Actually
it started the day before she arrived when Mikee threw his back out
and couldn’t move from lying on the floor flat! So one of the
things we spent that week on was how to do the trip…with Mikee
going along if at all possible! Finally we rented an s.u.v. [for $1000!]
so that he could lie down in the back. Corey took time off of work
to come to help lifting me, driving, setting up, and to doing the videoing.
(IN CASE YOU HAVEN’T GOT IT…THE TRIP HAS PUT INTER-RELATION
(WHICH FUNDS LUVER AND ALL OUR ART PROJECTS] IN THE RED…SO IF
YOU HAVE AN EXTRA GRAND OR 2 THAT YOU WANT TO DONATE, NOW WOULD BE
A GREAT TIME!)
Jen will write about her intensive. But it set up the deep well which
we used in the performances. We explored the deeper levels of what
I call “pantan”. At the performances I had Jen define pantan.
She said it is a physical/erotic trance state of highly aroused turned-on
energy that is normally contained /limited within orgasm. But within
pantan, the arousal is released from the confines of the orgasm, combined
with what I call “ontonse” and can be generated for an
extended period of time [or out of time] for magical purposes. Pantan
is extremely personal, explicit [ultra-direct] and non-linear. Pantan,
because of its nature and qualities probably can’t be confined
to personal everyday relationships or to personal goals or desires.
But as magic, it is a powerful and dangerous method for calling forth
change. Working with Kirsten Rose for the last 4 months has allowed
me [because of her willingness, qualities, and abilities] to play in
pantan within public performances as a response to the dehumanizing
forces doing havoc in the world today. I call this phase of the work
DEEP CORE. Deep Core makes hard core seem like light rock! Jen’s
intensive greatly deepened this phase. Unfortunately the side effect
of all of this was to make the performances in L.A. much more magically
dangerous. I had to ask Kirsten at the last minute to stay in Berkeley
to do a private performance to counteract some of the dangers. It was
one of the hardest things I have done. I couldn’t explain fully
why to her. It would have been much easier on me to have her physically
there at the performances…not to mention that I love playing/dancing
with her. Moreover, the private performance was an extremely dangerous
healing. Fortunately Kirsten trusted. Her part of the performance was
called THE REST OF THE PERFORMANCE. Friday and Saturday we called Kirsten
during the performance. SHE SAVED LIVES!
And now we are at what most people think of as THE PERFORMANCE. Ours
opened the third year of FLOPHOUSE, a month long festival of “duration” works
[works that don’t obey the standard time frame]. We were the
week’s performance pick in THE L.A. WEEKLY…they called
me “the legendary performance artist“! Does that mean I
am old? The festival is in CRAZYSPACE, a intimate room [just a little
bigger than BUILD in S.F.] within an art complex in Santa Monica. It
was my ideal space. We turned it into a magical cave Thursday with
the help of Lauren who puts on FLOPHOUSE. She turned out to be a rare
treasure of an art presenter. She laid out big bucks for our hotel
room and for what was needed for the piece. But more than that, she
is truly excited by art that challenges. And she was willing to put
her body and soul in the service of the art. I didn’t let her
willingness go to waste!
Here is how I billed it:
THE INTIMATE PASSION is an interactive performance journey outside
of the frame of normalcy, into live music dance of erotic tears, tribal
emotions, and of expanding
possibilities. This journey will be over the course of two nights. Friday night
will be AUDITION FOR PASSION, exploring personal bliss and desire. Saturday night’s
SKIN OF UNKNOWN PASSION will be an intense melting of separations, divisions,
and boundaries, touching into the heart of freedom.
Well, for the first half of Friday I felt like McDonald’s. A lot of people
came [25], but most left within 20 minutes. I am told most of them were artists.
There was a lot to catch them and hold them. There was of course moi. There was
Linda and Jen dressed in almost nothing! [Of course I tried to get men and women
to put on the almost nothings ;)!] Lob and Dr. O. played music non-stop. There
were Mikee’s backdrops. There was a nude male dancer waltzing around, etc.,
etc. One theory is they felt it was too direct participation for their frame.
That may be true. But also the commitment that is required in going on a journey
was foreign to them. The performance quickly settled down into a private ritual
focused around Lauren. This ritual climaxed in a pantanic dance of Lauren, Jen,
Linda, Mikee [his back got “better” for the dance!], and me. It was
extremely beautiful, turned on…and as Lauren put it, very human. It was
a dance of CREATIVE FRICTION OF PLEASURE! At the end of the dance, the band was
erotically attacked!
Saturday’s performance was more complex, too complex to describe here because
of its many sub-pieces. People stayed for the journey, but resisted where it
was going. The performance was about overcoming the resistance by every trick
I know! There were many highlights … such as I got to read my poem about
Barbara Smith to her. But it didn’t reach the depth of Friday. But it did
create the tribal experience that dissolved boundaries.
But it’s funny. Sunday’s jam at Liquid Den [a great bar in Orange
County] was the deepest, the most explicit in term of pantan of the three nights.
Maybe it was because it was disguised as a rock ’n roll jam that allowed
Jen and me to get much deeper into pantan [DEEP CORE!]…then spread it into
Linda into pure fun revealing everything as the band wailed as the audience picked
up toys instruments and joined the band! And then we played pool as the band
turned into ISTAGON, playing very cool music, making me feel like Peter Gunn.
How did we get away with nude pink sweaty deep rocking pleasure that exploded
repression / suppression? Well, it was too human, too silly for grown-up powers
to notice! Frank Moore
June 11, 2003
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 Lob on bass at the Flophouse performance Jen Wilson in costume  Our host at Flophouse, Lauren, in one of our "dresses".  Friday night's Pantanic Dance with Jen, Linda, Frank and Lauren  The audience dances with Frank and Linda at the end of Saturday night's
performance

Frank
annd Dr. O at Liquid Den

Dr. O on synth, Linda on vocals, Jen rides Frank at the Liquid Den

Linda
and Jen at Liquid Den
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