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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ooh ooh! Another one, starring ME!
In my second year of university, this girl who lived at the same house as me was doing fine art. Stuck for an idea for what to do she asked me for inspiration, I says:
"Why don't you film someone smashing up a shed with a sledgehammer?"
So, some guy at the pub where she worked said she could smash up his shed. Off we trudge to this guys house wearing smart clothes, then take turns to cine film each other smashing up this shed with a sledgehammer and a pick axe.
Halfway through flattening the shed, she asks "what is this all about?", after the briefest moment of ponderance I reply - "relationships" - exactly the kind of crap that fine art teachers seem to love.
She got quite a good mark for it as I understand. So if you ever saw a short film of a guy and a girl smashing up a shed at Middlesex Uniersity Quicksilver campus, I was the guy in the shirt and tie, and it was all my idea. (go me! :)
( , Fri 30 Sep 2005, 14:02, Reply)
In my second year of university, this girl who lived at the same house as me was doing fine art. Stuck for an idea for what to do she asked me for inspiration, I says:
"Why don't you film someone smashing up a shed with a sledgehammer?"
So, some guy at the pub where she worked said she could smash up his shed. Off we trudge to this guys house wearing smart clothes, then take turns to cine film each other smashing up this shed with a sledgehammer and a pick axe.
Halfway through flattening the shed, she asks "what is this all about?", after the briefest moment of ponderance I reply - "relationships" - exactly the kind of crap that fine art teachers seem to love.
She got quite a good mark for it as I understand. So if you ever saw a short film of a guy and a girl smashing up a shed at Middlesex Uniersity Quicksilver campus, I was the guy in the shirt and tie, and it was all my idea. (go me! :)
( , Fri 30 Sep 2005, 14:02, Reply)
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