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July 1, 2010
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Photo by Brooke Hall
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Get a mission.
If you don’t have a mission, get one. Contrary to the common belief of the Twentieth Century, we were not put here to admire ourselves and fulfill every desire that enters our pretty little heads. We certainly weren’t put here to cater to every whim put into that same head by the hegemony that control mass media either. In truth, no one can say for sure that we’re here for any discernable reason other than getting it on with one another simply to propagate the species. But being the self-absorbed breed that we are, we’ve even managed to circumvent the inconvenience of pregnancy and natural selection. Party on.
There are only three things that you really need to worry about accomplishing to keep your sanity. 1) Eating, 2) Sleeping and, 3) Making sweet love, preferably with some one with which you’re on a first name basis.
Once you’re able to sustain these three activities successfully, you can spend the rest of your time doing something that matters.
The Twentieth Century prepared us to be cogs; I say we have enough cogs. What we need now are dreamers. Cogs are content to let themselves be manipulated. Cogs will tear down another in order to justify their own complacency. Cogs work to convince others that they must reshape themselves to fit into some pre-determined mold.
A dreamer will take a feat that a cog deems impossible and bring it to life, if only because he has the imagination to do so. A dreamer will denounce the force-fed version of reality that the cog reinforces due to fear of the unknown.
The world is waking up from the malaise of the television age with the realization that much of what we were told was nothing more than a sales pitch so that factories could sell average products to average people. For decades, we were led to believe that you could value a person, in part, by how much they owned. But see, we’re waking up.
As the grip of the monstrous media machine (or “TV Industrial Complex”) begins to lose traction, the collective consciousness is reclaiming the notion that the measure of a person is in the sum of their actions, not their assets.
If you don’t have a mission, get one. If you’re a dreamer, the world needs you now more than ever.
We believe in our mission. What’s yours? Shout your mission from the rooftops, tell us, tell everyone who will listen.
Then consider, how can we help each other?
This isn’t an attempt at objectivity, people. This is What Weekly.
The Big Picture
In the big picture above, is it a dream sequence in a David Lynch flick or did we stumble upon Neil Kurland holding down the party at the Windup Space a few days ago? GARBANZO.
You didn’t hear this from me, but I heard a rumor that Neil, along with rest of Soul Mob Productions, is hosting a party at Paradox on July 31 that could very well be the dance party to end all dance parties. If I were to guess what they were calling this event I would say they might call it Hot Flash.
Photo by Brooke Hall.
Submit your event to charmcity@whatweekly.com.
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At precisely ten a.m., the first five subjects enter the dark, featureless, space. They sit in chairs backed against a wall.
On the black floor, a rectangle of red tape contains a single, empty chair. The chair alone is intensely illuminated. Beyond the sphere of light, in shadowy anonymity, are those who sit in judgment-maybe fifty persons in all. A voice commands the first subject to move into the red box and take the hot seat. The shadow faces stare at her. She waits till the guy with the video cameras says “okay.” She smiles and introduces herself. She says she’s going to do a monologue from Simon, or Mamet, or LaBute. She lowers her eyes, briefly, then raises them, now a different person-a character.
She has ninety seconds to do her bit. She thanks her audience and leaves the hot seat. The next subject is a guy, young, good-looking. For his ninety-second audition, he’s chosen a bit from Garden State, or Awakenings, or Angels in America. And then he’s gone. After the first five are finished, they are led out. A new set of five is escorted into the spacious room. The process is repeated over the next seven hours. I am among the shadow people sitting in judgment. I’m here because I’m making a movie, and even though production is a year in the future, I will take every opportunity to scour the planet for actors that can make an audience believe, or at least. . .continue reading David Warfield’s Confessions of a Mad Filmmaker.
B-more Erotic Performance Series
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David Warfield, Confessions of a Mad Filmmaker
A What Weekly Column
“And so here we have a unique opportunity to track the production of a truly independent film from the moment of conception (the script is not yet completed) to the first public screening, and beyond. ”
We’re not talking about EPK filler here, we’re talking about life, and it’s bound to get messy.”
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Photo by Philip Laubner
The B-more Erotic Performance Series brings together an assorted array of artists for the sole purpose of exploring stimuli through various manifestations of sensuality. The series, hosted by Julie Fisher and the Hamilton Arts Collective, is held at the Hamilton Theater and sponsored by PoetryInBaltimore.com.
Bruce A. Jacobs set the bar high for eroticism when he took off his shirt, pulled out a saxophone and started into a tantalizing poem accented by his sex, I mean sax. Besides working on his pecs, Bruce’s writing has also been featured in dozens of poetry journals and anthologies as well as his own books. If you click on his name you’ll learn more about the man behind the pen.
Photo by Philip Laubner.
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Rebecca Nagle’s ongoing exploration of intimacy through performance art makes her a perfect fit for this series. During the performance, arousing close-up images of her body were projected behind her while she seduced the audience with a strip tease accentuated by contortionism. The tenor of the performance veered sharply from sensual to visceral after she doused herself with Champaign. The images changed from the female form to decaying organic matter and things got even messier onstage. The performance ended when she stood up, modestly acknowledged the audience and scampered away.
Rebecca Nagle is an internationally exhibited artist who explores human interaction by use of performance art and new media.
Photo by Philip Laubner.
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Original apparel designs by Julie Bent
Call Julie for an appointment: 410.929.1183.
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You haven’t truly seen Paco Fish perform until you’ve seen all of Paco Fish, if you know what I mean. Underneath those stockings and trousers are surprises such as you’ve never seen. I’ve heard stories of monuments, fine cutlery, tapestries and jewels. Yes, it’s true. Anyone who’s had the pleasure of partaking would plainly say that Paco’s crotch is chocked full of goodness.
Photo by Philip Laubner.
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Since 1995, The Creative Alliance has promoted Baltimore as a dynamic center of art in all genres. With members ranging from artists and educators to neighbors and supports, the Creative Alliance cultivates community through collaboration.
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Mark S. Sanders as Kowboy Kiggaz wins this week’s prestigious and highly coveted, “I Never Thought I’d See The Day When I Wouldn’t Cringe At The Sight Of A Weepy Eyed Cowboy But I Reckon There’s A First Time For Everythang So Thank You Kindly For Sharin’ Your Purty Poetry” award. If I could yodel I would, but I can’t so I won’t.
Photo by Philip Laubner.
Single Carrot Theatre’s Tragedy: a tragedy
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Photo by Single Carrot Theatre
If we had hired a theater critic, I’m certain that the review for Single Carrot’s Tragedy: a tragedy would be absolutely glowing. Further, that critic would also encourage everyone reading this to go see this fantastic, beautifully written, sharply executed and wildly entertaining show. This same critic might also say that he or she laughed for nearly the entire duration of the play. That is if said critic was unpretentious enough to admit it. The aforementioned imaginary critic would certainly go see the play again, if given the chance, and will no doubt ask to attend the next show produced by Single Carrot. Bravo!
Photo courtesy of Single Carrot Theatre.
The Spring Standards at Cyclops Books
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Few music venues lend themselves to its patrons’ relaxation quite the way that Cyclops does. Is it because it’s as much a bookstore as it is a place to discover music? Is it a reflection of the gentle nature of its owner and his tastes? I can’t be sure. What I am certain of is that Cyclops is undergoing exciting renovations and the vision of its owner, Andy Rubin, should not be underestimated.
Photo by Brooke Hall.
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The Spring Standards made a special visit to Cyclops on North Avenue on Sunday and brought with them the kind of good vibes that defines Americana music. There’s something entirely appropriate about listening to masterful harmonies and song writing in a bookstore. Be sure, the current folk revival is in full swing and bands like the Spring Standards make us question why interest in this genre ever waned in the first place.
Photo by Brooke Hall.
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Photo by Brooke Hall
It would seem that it requires a certain level of sincerity to craft songs and harmonies that resonate the way these do. If I had to put money on it, I would bet that these three musicians aren’t faking it. Their stage presence exudes an accessibility and wit that endears them to their audience and makes the overall experience that much more enjoyable.
Photo by Brooke Hall.
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Andy Rubin, owner of Cyclops Books, has been a strong supporter of Americana music in Baltimore. He’s featured an impressive roster of musicians at his current bookstore and his old one, The Baltimore Chop. Currently, Cyclops is the place to go see folk, bluegrass and country music in the city. Above all, Andy is a hell of a nice guy, which is a good a reason as any to pay his bookstore a visit.
And as if Andy isn’t busy enough selling books in Baltimore, he’s also part owner of 31 Tigers Records out of Nashville. Their latest release, ‘Welder’ by Elizabeth Cook is receiving rave reviews and international airplay. Cook is currently on tour in the U.K. in support of her latest album.
Photo by Brooke Hall.
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Books, Live Music, Art Gallery and more!
Same block as Windup Space, across from Joe Squared. Plenty of room inside for your bike; FREE street parking for your car (we’ll plug your meter before 6, after that it’s free anyway) – come on over…
30 West North Ave.
Baltimore, MD, 21201
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Photo by Brooke Hall
And if the music and good company isn’t enough to satisfy you, then you can enjoy the culinary stylings of world-renowned party chef Mama Saray. My mouth is watering just thinking about that fried tofu. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, best fried tofu in the city.
Photo by Brooke Hall.
Polvo at Ottobar
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Located in the heart of Baltimore, this was the first area in the city to receive the state designation as an arts and entertainment district.
Spanning the communities of Charles North, Greenmount West and Barclay, Station North is a diverse collection of artist live-work spaces, galleries, rowhomes and businesses – all just steps away from Penn Station and Mount Vernon.
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Photo by Theresa Keil
Polvo, indie noise rock band from Chapel Hill, NC. Ash Bowie and Dave Brylawski, guitars/vocals, Steve Popson on bass, with Brian Quast on drums.
Caption and photo by Theresa Keil.
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Photo by Theresa Keil
Robert Ray, Jacque Bisker, Brandon Laing, chilling upstairs at the Ottobar, while waiting for Polvo to take the stage.
Caption and photo by Theresa Keil.
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And then there’s this guy. If you know him, you’re doing better than us.
Photo by Theresa Keil.
*****The Ian Hesford Photo Contest*******
This week’s winner is . . .
Chris Mandra!
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We have unconfirmed reports that Ian Hesford hasn’t left his house for several days due to the unrelenting parade of photographers who have been taking his picture day and night. Under normal circumstances, the editors of What Weekly might decide to back down, stop the contest and give Ian some peace. We’re not going to do that. We’re going to up the ante.
The winner of next week’s Ian Hesford photo contest will receive a six-pack of delicious Natty-Boh. That’s right, I said it, Natty Boh. Of course the winner must be over 21 years of age and show I.D. when we meet you at the liquor store. They also must promise not to do anything irresponsible with the beer.
With that being said, get out there people and take Ian’s photo. We know for a fact that Ian will be at the PEX Festival this weekend so if you’re going, bring your camera and stay sharp. This could be your week to win The Ian Hesford Photo Contest!
Good luck!
Photo by Chris Mandra.
Submit your Ian Hesford photo to charmcity@whatweekly.com. Or just post it to our Facebook.
VIDEO: Bow-Legged Gorilla in an Oil Tank
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Caleb Stine, SoweboFest 2010.
Video Credit: Michael R Faulkner and Mika Sam Smith.
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Thursday, July 1
Gallery 788 Presents: Double Exposure 1st Photography Show 6 pm
Come help us celebrate Gallery 788′s 1st photography show Thursday, July 1.
The Salon All Stars Opening Reception at Jordan Faye Contemporary
6 pm
Featuring Alex Dijulio, Donald Edwards, Eric Helgas, Michelle Labonte, Neil Lonsway, Lindsay MacCuaig, Jenee Mateer, Susannah Naree Fitz, David Purcell, Janna Rice, Sherri Shawyer, and Bridget Sullivan. Opening Reception July 1st from 6-9 p.m..
Damn Right! at Meli 9 pm
Live elctronica/jam. Join Damn Right Thursday, July 1st for a hip and swanky soiree at the Minoan Room of Meli in Fells Point.
For more details, directions and events click here.
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Friday, July 2
Afterthoughts at the Strand Theater 8 pm
Afterthoughts is based on the devastating effects of a school shooting. Inspired by the interviews that took place with survivors of the Virginia Tech tragedy, Afterthoughts is a deeply honest and intriguing look at the most difficult question posed to those who remain – are we able to forgive?
INSIDE OUT – Lafayette Gilchrist,Michael Formanek & Eric Kennedy at The Wine Cellar 8 pm
Lafayette Gilchrist – piano Michael Formanek – double bass, cello Eric Kennedy – drums
They will also be at this venue on Saturday July 3rd at 8pm
Tel 410-986-4445 for reservations.
Tilted Torch Presents: Salute to the Union at The Creative Alliance 8 pm
Four score and seven years ago our forefathers brought forth upon this continent a new nation… filled with pasties, hoops, and FIRE!!! The sparklers and parade come into The Patterson! Miss Joule and Malibu’s fire blazes, star-spangled pasties courtesy Maria Bella, the amazing balancing skills of Lizzie Lyra and Brent Balancer, the whimsical songs of the Sweater Set, and Belladonna’s bellydance moves. MC Mab Just Mab. Raffle! Prizes!!! Sponsored by Ed Peres.
For more details, directions and events click here.
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