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11.26.06

PART ONE

“In”

People Gather Merrily.
A Bomb Goes Off On Stage.
Short Aftermath.

Black.

PART TWO

“Out Jazz”

6 performers explore every aspect of their instruments in a palpable amount of time. The remnants of the explosion remain, but fade. Here all narrative is erased, as a story is not the priority. The aim of our 6 performers is to create everything they possibly can using themselves.

PART THREE

Since foreign gore and blood is infinite
We flew beyond the dark side of the moon
“Oh brave new world, that has such people in’t”
Our eyes adjusted to the dark of noon

We saw we see we’ll seek a better grave
Removed from bullets’ brides and husbands dead
A future we were told we could have saved
Before we thought about what we had said

So far we are to know not what we do
Our spaceships flying through the awful maw
We love each other’s fists into our mouths
And say these words like treading in the sea

Are you with the government? You a cop?
I said, are you a cop? Get the fuck out!