
If I had three weeks spare to spend posting, I could describe all the many exciting dancing / drinking / art endeavours I've enjoyed since Thursday but one very fine thing was seeing
Richard Dedomenici at Duckie. He came on in a Hazmat suit and showed a video of his childhood, being schlepped around
Greenham Common with his protestor Mum. All this to a Madonna
soundtrack. Then the Americans removed their nuclear missiles and ruined all his fun.
So he did a karaoke version, with audience participation, of Nena's
99 Red Balloons. This was accompanied by the distribution of 99 red balloons filled with helium, which we all then inhaled, the better to sing along like chipmunks to:
It was a cleverly thought through and well presented piece but my abiding memory of it is teasing glimpses of his furry torso, cocooned in the cumbersome safety suit. Dangerously cute.