Showing posts with label Felicity Starr Dust. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Felicity Starr Dust. Show all posts

Monday, May 10, 2010

Friday, February 12, 2010

The Performance Monster: Barracuda Star Search 11 Feb 10

P1110333bP1110333
P1110348P1110343P1110347
P1110352
"A monster is a species for which we do not yet have a name, which does not mean that the species is abnormal, namely, the composition or hybridization of already known species. Simply, it shows itself [elle se montre]—that is what the word monster means—it shows itself in something that is not yet shown and that therefore looks like a hallucination, it strikes the eye, it frightens precisely because no anticipation had prepared one to identify this figure." —Jacques Derrida
P1110228P1110240P1110241
P1110179P1110239

Sunday, January 24, 2010

Pan. De. Monium. Part One.

P1090933
What happens when the fantastical Sherry Vine (pictured above) brings Jane Lane, Jonni Rendi, Kyle, Yuhua, Felicity Starr Dust and me along for the ride for her DC shows Friday night? Utter. Pandemonium. That's what the night at Cobalt was called. Clearly, they knew we were coming. I'm still piecing the night together. Good thing I took 600 pictures to help me.

P1090496
Before Cobalt, we went to JR's for Sherry's first show. We stopped conversations as we made our way in and to the bar, of course, so we could get into the fantasy. Well, we were already on our way there while getting ready for the night. I wrapped more-than-appropriate "Caution" tape around Jane Lane (pictured below).
P1090730
Jane suggested I paint a black stripe down my face and around my head. By the end of the night, I had Jane's white makeup all over it.

P1090524P1090573
Jonni Rendi and Yuhua (pictured below) quickly got into the fantasy at JR's. They had to play catch up. Our Bolt bus down was late getting in. So they had to rush to get into face.
P1090531
P1090532
P1090533
The bartenders at JR's were so sweet to us and kept us properly hydrated. Someone welcomed us to our nation's capitol with a round of Jägermeister. I'm going to blame the rest of the night on that.

P1090551P1090557P1090552
From JR's, it was a quick walk to Cobalt, even in Rendi's 27-inch heels. At Cobalt, we had drink tickets for days. Kyle's holding some below. (I found one in my pocket the next day). But I'm not exactly sure what I did with mine since I don't think I ever used one to get a drink.
P1090993
After a few more rounds, we all gathered onstage with Sherry to start off her family-friendly parody of Lady Gaga's "Bad Romance," "I Sh!t My Pants," which as of this posting has a phenomenal 2,159,962 hits on YouTube.
P1090675
P1090674
Then, we tore up the club. Until my next post, let me just say that I slept 10 hours or so last night recovering. Below is a little taste of the madness that ensued.

P1090841

Related Posts with Thumbnails