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September 29 8:30 pm
Sadly, in a show about quietness, it’s my first instinct to write about getting noisy.
If I latch onto a metaphor for political action, a reader could imagine the swarming power of the colony because, yes, each hive is made up of little bees and so, the modest can become intrusive, and sure, maybe the meek will actually inherit the earth—but after all that reversal, how do we know the oppressed won’t transform despotic? Why was noisy my first instinct and why is it so hard to believe in an equanimous future? Is it because in lives of simple binaries, a participant can only react to the ‘either’ and never just be? I am…so sick of thinking in opposition, the quiet that only exists in relation to what is noisy.
What about the value of just one quiet thing at a time? Here’s a show where we’re trying: one night of shuffling sound, sitting quietly, and praising the modest rumble. A night of addressing our loud world by checking statement pieces at the door. No promises to save the planet, just an opportunity to be present for it.
Hope to see you there.