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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I've got so many of these...
I'm a designer by nature and (used to) get invited to lots of exhibitions and art-crap stuff. The best by far was in Derby above a swanky noodle bar.
Picture the scene: two DJ-ists in the middle of the floor area both armed with a personal CD player hooked up to a mixer and a PA, they both take turns ejecting a CD, drilling holes in it then putting it back in the machine and mixing it in with the other. This continues with both of them finally drilling through the actual CD players in a sparktastic, arse-baffling-electro-noise crescendo.
Just as this happens a tramp walks in and stands directly in front of them, as the noise stops the tramp says very loudly 'What a load of ode' bollocks' in a broad Derbyshire accent and walks out.
The audience politely clapped as proceeded to spit my beer out and piss myself laughing.
Art wankers, I ask yer...
( , Thu 29 Sep 2005, 10:12, Reply)
I'm a designer by nature and (used to) get invited to lots of exhibitions and art-crap stuff. The best by far was in Derby above a swanky noodle bar.
Picture the scene: two DJ-ists in the middle of the floor area both armed with a personal CD player hooked up to a mixer and a PA, they both take turns ejecting a CD, drilling holes in it then putting it back in the machine and mixing it in with the other. This continues with both of them finally drilling through the actual CD players in a sparktastic, arse-baffling-electro-noise crescendo.
Just as this happens a tramp walks in and stands directly in front of them, as the noise stops the tramp says very loudly 'What a load of ode' bollocks' in a broad Derbyshire accent and walks out.
The audience politely clapped as proceeded to spit my beer out and piss myself laughing.
Art wankers, I ask yer...
( , Thu 29 Sep 2005, 10:12, Reply)
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