Pretentious bollocks
Possibly the worst event I ever went to was an evening of turntablists in London. The lights went down, the first guy put a cymbal onto a turntable, dropped the needle on it and left it making screeching noises for ten minutes.
When the lights came up, half the audience had snuck out.
What's the most pretentious rubbish you've ever been to see in the name of art?
( , Wed 28 Sep 2005, 14:19)
Possibly the worst event I ever went to was an evening of turntablists in London. The lights went down, the first guy put a cymbal onto a turntable, dropped the needle on it and left it making screeching noises for ten minutes.
When the lights came up, half the audience had snuck out.
What's the most pretentious rubbish you've ever been to see in the name of art?
( , Wed 28 Sep 2005, 14:19)
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there's a gallery in edinburgh that used to have sales of stuff every year to help raise money ... some well known names from the edinburgh art world and beyond would contribute (postcards one year, CD cases made into art another etc, all small stuff but fun), punters would buy a ticket then get a random bit of art ... possibly worth something or not ... was there one year, paid the fiver or tenner or whatever it was, and got a print thing on canvas of a chinese lucky cat ... the person running the gig told me the artist was "just over there" [pointing] if i wanted to meet him, so wandered over to say "hey, cheers mate, got yer cat, what else you up to?" (standard sociable happy chat after couple of glasses of cheap red). miserable cunting wankflap was standing with a mate who looked supercilious and said in a voice dripping with sarcasm "oh lucky you" (subtext: "i'm an artist so i'm above scum like you") ... never heard of him again though which cheered me up considerably
( , Wed 28 Sep 2005, 19:09, Reply)
there's a gallery in edinburgh that used to have sales of stuff every year to help raise money ... some well known names from the edinburgh art world and beyond would contribute (postcards one year, CD cases made into art another etc, all small stuff but fun), punters would buy a ticket then get a random bit of art ... possibly worth something or not ... was there one year, paid the fiver or tenner or whatever it was, and got a print thing on canvas of a chinese lucky cat ... the person running the gig told me the artist was "just over there" [pointing] if i wanted to meet him, so wandered over to say "hey, cheers mate, got yer cat, what else you up to?" (standard sociable happy chat after couple of glasses of cheap red). miserable cunting wankflap was standing with a mate who looked supercilious and said in a voice dripping with sarcasm "oh lucky you" (subtext: "i'm an artist so i'm above scum like you") ... never heard of him again though which cheered me up considerably
( , Wed 28 Sep 2005, 19:09, Reply)
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