publicartfund:

From yesterday’s Xiu Xiu performance. Thanks to everyone who came out during the Dumb Arts Festival! 

Tuesday Sep 30
Tuesday Sep 30
hothiphop69:

Nia, Jamie Stewart, Aia, 300 pink egg vibrators 

hothiphop69:

Nia, Jamie Stewart, Aia, 300 pink egg vibrators 

Tuesday Sep 30

ghostoutfit:

The opening of “Metal” by Danh Vo and Xiu Xiu Saturday night at the Kitchen was one of the most amazing cultural events I’ve ever been to. Vo, a Vietnamese-Danish conceptual artist, invited two traditional gold pounders from Thailand named Nantapol and Pruan Panicharam to make gold leaf in the gallery. The pair — a father and son — sat facing each other on a kind of bamboo hammock, and bounced up and down in alternation, swinging their mallets against a carefully-wrapped block of interleaved gold and paper. Their synchronized rhythm, which they carefully rejoined whenever they needed to adjust their gold, was a mesmerising motoric tick-tock that structured the flow of time in the room.

Meanwhile, Xiu Xiu played, in a trio lineup of Jamie Stewart, Shayna Dunkelman, and Ches Smith (responsible for my favorite percussion part on a Xiu Xiu song). The band played a series of five-minute long percussion compositions, playing both with and against the rhythm of the gold pounders; every five minutes an amplifier in the corner would emit a crunching noise screech, the band would immediately stop, then transition to the next piece. The range of the music was stunning. Some pieces sounded like “Drumming”-era Steve Reich, but some were structured more like games: in one, Smith and Stewart held huge gongs horizontally in front of their chests, while Dunkelman ran around the space, picking up gongs and throwing them at her bandmates, who would then pass them back and forth like volleyballs. Or Smith and Dunkelman would play increasingly complex vibraphone patterns while Stewart collected a stack of cymbals — until he’d throw them on the floor in an agonizing crash and they’d abruptly stop.

The most interesting moments, though, was when Xiu Xiu’s performance seemed to gesture toward the intersection of art and labour — much like the work of the gold pounders themselves. In one piece the band chased each other around, using slingshots to shoot candies at the cymbals — a technique I saw pioneered during 2012 performances of “I Luv Abortion” — leaving sugar dust all over the gallery floor. As soon as the noise rang out, the band immediately stopped, then got out brooms and rhythmically swept up the mess until the alarm rang again. Another piece, in which Xiu Xiu hung a huge collection of vibrators from the gongs, evoking an eerie clanging buzz, worked similarly; Many others seemed to involve this kind of careful cleanup and cyclical structure, showing an interesting parallelism between the repetition of the musicians and the artisans.

I’m planning on going back next weekend — such a provocative, enjoyable experience.

Tuesday Sep 30
Sunday Sep 28

Caralee McElroy

Caralee McElroy

Thursday Sep 25
54 plays

you are free from depression
the tear in your mind
has freed you
from having a body at all
enjoy life!
enjoy life!
enjoy this life!

Monday Sep 22

grotesque-kafkaesque:

a riendly feminder that i like xiu xiu and xiu xiu like me.

Sunday Sep 21
waxfang:

Glad this was delivered before I left.

waxfang:

Glad this was delivered before I left.

Sunday Sep 21
Sunday Sep 21
158 plays

cry-tunes:

Put that gun to my temple
Put that gun to my heart
Make me walk off the plank, chi-cha
All always, all always into the dark

A I D S H I V
I cannot wait to die
Can’t you tell
Can’t you tell
Can’t you tell

Never finish my degree, cha-chi
Never play with the Pogues
Throw my head out the window and
Cement my feet into the dark

A I D S H I V
I cannot wait to die
Can’t you tell
Can’t you tell
Can’t you tell

Friday Sep 19

indiestreet:

Xiu Xiu - “Cinthya’s Unisex”

Friday Sep 19

grotesque-kafkaesque:

DON’T FUCK WITH ME

DON’T FUCK WITH ME

Thursday Sep 18
54 plays

grotesque-kafkaesque:

i want to go to bed every second
wrap your arms around your kitty
she wont cuddle up to your disgusting feet
shes not the only one who wont

Thursday Sep 18
172 plays

Wednesday Sep 17

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