Aesthetic Puberty: The Degrassi Years
We’ve learned a lot in the last year and it’s time to share our life altering revelations with our brethren creative fuckwits.
Sergeant Timothy Martin (film guru extraordinaire and famed London bar-wench) joins Mistress Hollay Ghadery, (canonical marplot and pop-culture anomaly) in hosting the 2005 edition of Aesthetic Puberty.
We move into: The Degrassi Years.
After last year’s event, we have resigned ourselves to the fact that most respectable Kingston venues will not have us. Still, I remain confident that there’s hope. If we promise to take the show on the K-town circuit, someone might just stoop to foster our horde of aesthetically autistic miscreants for the first few performances (i.e. drinks).
Then, my pets, we take it to the streets and bring culture and our rare breed of class to K-hole one bar at a time.
Yes, this means:
The return of the Almighty Pencil, which shall this year remain an object of esteem and not a weapon to threaten fellow participants with during heated debates about Foucault…or to threaten Tim with when he subjects the audience to over an hour of his teenage attempts at post-modern film.
More body poetry and other reasons to touch one another up without looking full-out pervy.
More horrible renditions of 1980’s ballads and failed attempts at rhyming poetry.
More original poetry, vocal stylings, music, dance and other artistic endeavors flaunted in front of the unsuspecting patrons of every bar we ransack.
And this year: Official AP shirts! TIGHT, unforgiving shirts…and maybe, consequently, water guns.
If you are in the Kingston area July 15th, join us!
E-mail fhg_1867@hotmail.com or hollay@hotmail.com if you have any questions or would like to join.
Sergeant Timothy Martin (film guru extraordinaire and famed London bar-wench) joins Mistress Hollay Ghadery, (canonical marplot and pop-culture anomaly) in hosting the 2005 edition of Aesthetic Puberty.
We move into: The Degrassi Years.
After last year’s event, we have resigned ourselves to the fact that most respectable Kingston venues will not have us. Still, I remain confident that there’s hope. If we promise to take the show on the K-town circuit, someone might just stoop to foster our horde of aesthetically autistic miscreants for the first few performances (i.e. drinks).
Then, my pets, we take it to the streets and bring culture and our rare breed of class to K-hole one bar at a time.
Yes, this means:
The return of the Almighty Pencil, which shall this year remain an object of esteem and not a weapon to threaten fellow participants with during heated debates about Foucault…or to threaten Tim with when he subjects the audience to over an hour of his teenage attempts at post-modern film.
More body poetry and other reasons to touch one another up without looking full-out pervy.
More horrible renditions of 1980’s ballads and failed attempts at rhyming poetry.
More original poetry, vocal stylings, music, dance and other artistic endeavors flaunted in front of the unsuspecting patrons of every bar we ransack.
And this year: Official AP shirts! TIGHT, unforgiving shirts…and maybe, consequently, water guns.
If you are in the Kingston area July 15th, join us!
E-mail fhg_1867@hotmail.com or hollay@hotmail.com if you have any questions or would like to join.