I have 3 gigs next Tues & Wed as part of the inaugural Jack Kerouac Symposium on Violence and Community, curated by Bhanu Kapil & Michelle Naka Pierce:
Tues 5/1 – 12-3pm – durational performance @ Naropa College, Sycamore Rm. 8150
Tues 5/1 – 7 pm – group reading with Gabrielle Civil, Kate Zambreno, & Melissa Buzzeo
Wed 5/2 – Noon – panel on art & violence. Naropa Performing Arts Center.
video from last weekend’s Small Press Traffic performance. Thanks to Evan Karp
…in Jacket2 – Thanks, Thom!
(audio here, though missing 9 minute video at end)
Reading/performance of United 93 @ Tom Comitta’s amazing Calmaplombprombombbalm – featuring Tom, Stephanie Young, Judith Goldman, Alli Warren, & myself. Recorded on 9/11/11 in Oakland.
I’ll be performing (uh, “dancing”) in Abby Crain’s “This is Nothing New: Here are some things we are chewing on and this time you can watch” as part of a 3 choreographer showcase at the Garage this Wed and Thur eves.
and tickets here:
My performance text (playscript?) “Black Box Theater: United 93″ is in the great new issue of P-Queue. Audio version coming soon…
9:35:19 Sit down. Sit down. You know, sit down.
9:35:24 No, no, no.
9:35:30 Down, down, down, down.
9:35:32 Are you talking to me?
9:35:33 No, no, no.
9:35:35 Down in the airport.
9:35:39 Down, down.
9:35:40 I don’t want to die.
9:35:41 No, no. Down, down.
9:35:42 I don’t want to die. I don’t want to die.
9:35:44 No, no. Down, down, down, down, down, down.
9:35:47 No, no, please.
9:37:06 (That’s it. Go back.)
9:37:06 (That’s it.) Sit down.
9:37:36 (Everthing is fine. I finished.)
Performance @ Jenkins Johnson Gallery, NY, 2 June 11…
(obvs should be ‘preparing’ tho perhaps a telling slip…)
Ted Nesseth performing a song I wrote (from the unfinished musical Operation Desert Survivor) last May in SF….
The assignment was to take “Body Pressure” to the ground. I was to press my body into the ground above the bunker, and imagine I’d fallen from the sky to land there, while the back of my body pressed up against me from the tomb beneath the ground. Body as dead-weight, bunker as grave; body-pressure as remediating intimacy with the burial grounds — two forms of death, projected inward and outward, the bunker a proscenium for war-theatrics, as well as a concrete shelter beneath the ground, a mausoleum in advance of itself. I leaned down, pressed in, and began the treatment… (video-documentation here)