I'm
back .... After 8 hours on the plane (2 hours on the ground!)
But it was worth it ... and the $7,000 ... worth being $3,000 in the red
(we had saved up $4,000 before hand).
Just spending time with old friends Veronica
Vera and Les
Barany was worth it ... And the good food.
But the performance(s) was amazing. I say the performance because ...
although on the surface, it looked like two performances and a few "rehearsals"/private
performances with actresses, it was really one two-week (at least) piece.
The depth was set by my private performances with Jan. Welcome to the
E-salon, Jan. Would you write about our sessions as you described them
at last Saturday's TRIP? But Jan's getting it deeply was the anchor for
the whole thing. Funny.... my "private" performances have become
one of the most "public" aspects of my work ... They went out
to the web via the cherocam.  Jan (left) and Simone (photo by Andrzej Bialuski) I'm
rambling in this because I'm hoping that those of you who came will write
about your experiences ... to fill this in. Btw .... missed you Leigh,
Jane, and Motoman! What a great intimate VERY underground space SURF
REALITY is...run by one of those visionaries, Rob. It was wild!
Before the jam, sexy women kept coming up and saying that they want to
be in the jam (AS THEY WERE TAKING OFF THEIR CLOTHES)
because they had read my writings on the web! I LOVE THE WEB! The jam
was totally different than my other jams. There were only two great hot
sax players (one was Fred's brother, Frank ... very cute and sweet) ...
me and Linda on vocals ... and 4 dancing girls and Fred! And 15 minutes
into the jam, the sax players quit playing, shed their clothes, and joined
the eroplay dance of controlled(?) folly ... leaving the audience to become
the band, playing toy noise makers. It got extremely wild! My knee ballooned
up because all the sexy women were writhing on it. I actually started
pushing them off! That tells you how much pain i was in ... But it was
worth it!  Photo
captured from the video shot by Les Barany
In a very nonlinear way, the jam set things in motion for the 7+ hour
piece the following Saturday ... The EROPLAY BAND came back ... joined by a tantric
flutist. This time they played incredible music AS THEY WERE EROPLAYING!
As they were eroplaying/playing, the experimental poet Mark
Sonnenfeld read his work. Then
I started talking to the 50 people ... who came to play, to push themselves
into freedom, into the tribal body ... they came ready and willing and
eager ... most came via the web (Corey, your work paid off). There was
a video crew (or were they plants?) From a terminally hip web site thinking
i may be hot .... They didn't last long! There were Catty, D.E., Jennifer,
Walkperson, Harley, Caterina, Fred ... All from the E-salon. There was
a guy who came to my performance in Phoenix who brought his wife so that
she could experience for herself what he has been yapping about for 10
years, etc., Etc. This group was powerful! And Les was videoing all of
it ... even when his leg gave out! But
the heart of the performance was THE CAVE. It turned out to be one of
the most magical/powerful/deep caves ever in my work. This mainly was
because of Catty ... Her direct trust, her ability/willingness to focus
beyond time and taboo, and her wise innocence...and her willingness to
put her body and everything else in service of the magic. And yes, she's
a very deeply happy person ... which opened possibilities for everybody.
After the performance, people kept saying how healing, transforming, hopeful,
life/world-changing the cave was. The response was overwhelmingly intense.
I can't reveal what happened in the cave.  (photo
by Andrzej Bialuski)
After the cave, D.E. took us to another state by reading my poems in a
.... Well, how I read Lovecraft or Poe ... CHILLING!
But I saw I was running out of time ... Didn't do half of what had been
on the menu ... Time warped on me. It always does! So I had Linda pair
people to rock on each other for a special version of WRAPPING/ROCKING
... Created by my bummed knee. One angry guy about hit me/Linda for not
pairing him with THE RIGHT GENDER! We must be doing something right!
I MUST SAY THAT THIS PERFORMANCE AND TRIP WOULD NOT HAVE BEEN POSSIBLE
WITHOUT FRED HATT.
HE HAS ALWAYS BEEN THERE!
Now it's your turn to write about your experience if you came to play!
In Freedom
Frank Moore |
More about the Passion's Conductor by Jennifer Wilson
More about the Passion's Conductor by Jan McLaughlin More Photos
by Michelle Angel More
Photos by Michael LaBash   L I N K S Surf
Reality Michelle
Angel Les
Barany Fred
Hatt Veronica
Vera
WHERE WE ATE
Herban Kitchen
290 Hudson Street
New York, NY 10013
212-627-2257 Caravan
193 Atlantic Ave
Brooklyn, NY 11201
(718) 488-7111 John's
Pizza
on Bleeker Street
New York, NY |