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[...] Travis “Pictureplane” Egedy has become a freaky cottage industry, starting a zine, hacking the planet , and writing a dissertation on Psychic TV. Through it all, his musical aesthetic, akin to shoving [...]
[...] In July, an art eventuality like no other we have been a partial of occurred in downtown Manhattan. Inside a Museum of Art and Design was a room with a entirely versed flavored oxygen bar, appetite dash shrimp cocktails and cyber snacks, a many select of a contemporary New York underground, and a black-lit, white-carpeted chill-out space with blue cosmetic blow-up furniture. This was Snack a Planet, an initial celebration thrown by curators of a subsequent age, Patrik Sandberg, and Lauren Devine, both affiliates of a always extraordinary DIS Magazine. The thought was to rather re-create a exemplary cyber-arcade hangout from a seminal 1995 film Hackers though what finished adult being combined was a genuine Temporary Autonomous Zone. Lighting and “set design” was left adult to talent pattern organisation Thunderhorse Video who palm done a whole cyber bar from scratch. Performances enclosed a implausible queer-art swat communication of Mykki Blanco with Physical Therapy as her DJ, autarchic vibe controllers Teengirl Fantasy, and myself with full choreography by my dual implausible dancers, Raw Acid. The eventuality itself was usually unbelievable. The appetite was bomb given everybody was high on oxygen, life, and appetite drinks. During my performance, people were literally humping on a ground, floating adult condoms, molesting my dancers, and generally usually freaking out. we sincerely don’t consider a throng has been that immoderate in concerned Manhattan given a early 80s. It was a steer to behold, and that night, Snack The Planet was a informative revolution. View implausible photos by Rez Avizzar of a whole night, here. [...]