i read many books on Art Theory, stage relantionship, spectacle and torture
(foucault is very popular with the young people)
While Ben beats himself with his fist. and breaks stereos with a baseball bat.
M. Kelly came on half way with a plastic smile playing the banjo.
There were many reactions many frowns, one woman said "i can't hear"
"why doesn't he talk louder" "shhhh- this is Art"
other comments: "well, atleast it was interesting."
"funny and scary"
Their ears were straining for an explanation through words.
There was no sacred meaning.
You are invited to an empty conference, you are the guest lecturer.
These are men who have no opinions that expand outside the borders of the stage.
There are no undercurrents.
No comments on the Media.
Some sort of sacrilege initiation rite?
You are invited to interpret however you like.
There is nothing behind: a moving mouth
a beating fist
a strumming banjo
pop music
These are young men without a message to send you.
Does this pose a problem?
They would like you to know they have the gumtion to grasp the molotov
but once its flaming in their hands they know not where to throw it. perhaps.
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