Showing posts with label culture. Show all posts
Showing posts with label culture. Show all posts

Sunday, 2 March 2008

Wrapped in Plastic Performance @ Skull Bar - Part 3

Ah, there we go, the last set of photographs from the Wrapped in Plastic event, featuring the various people present, the fun going on into the night, long after the end of the performance.

The Girls of Black n' Rose.


Plain old dancing to the rhythm...

Fun with masks (these were given
at the end of the show)...


...and displays of peculiar affection.

Darkside Blues approaches the
lover
of masks...

...and manages to lose his face!

Time then for mischief...

...and love bites!

Success! (Or perhaps plain alcohol-
induced giddiness).

His demeanor calm, despite the
single tear in his eye - though

defiled, he has saved his face.

Meanwhile, Ergo Proxy tries
to get
around to enjoying his
Erdinger
and a ciggie but to no avail...

Everyone has their bad side...

"Dude, sod off! Don't be fucking &@*|* and
go take some pictures of the girls!"

"Aye-aye mon capitan!" Hello
Fucking Deity - long time,
no see!

And, as it happens, we reached my
personal favorite from that night,
whom I have nicknamed
"Spanish Eyes", due to my
unnerving inability to remember
her name...





...and isn't she gorgeous? This last picture I count among my favorites ever but it is time for both you and I to stop salivating dear readers (I mean, I must be professional about this - can't I?). The show was a success, the night was a success and all present had come in mind with the true purpose of going out: having fun. Indeed, fun we had and of what I hear, there is more to come, since Wrapped in Plastic plan on doing a different show EVERY MONTH! Congratulations to the performers yet again and we hope to see more of you soon.

Until then, keep the underground running,

Speedgrapher


Wednesday, 27 February 2008

Wrapped in Plastic Performance @ Skull Bar - Part 2

Hello again dear readers. No, nothing much to say here, only more pictures from said event. The Plastic Circus members, after all their hard work, were kind enough to be tortured a little further by the man with the lens. Enjoy!













Ah, in case I did not mention it, blunderer that I am at times, the members of Plastic Circus were dressed by Black n' Rose Goth Fashion and Alexx Decode was on the Decks, putting on the beautiful music.

More to come,

Speedgrapher

Tuesday, 26 February 2008

Wrapped in Plastic Performance @ Skull Bar - Part 1

Yes, yes, I know what you dirty-minded kiddies think: plastic = latex, wrapped = bondage etc. Well, you are wrong. Wrapped in Plastic is a group of creative people, who draw their inspiration from theater and classic cabaret and marry it to the sound of underground music. They are performers, they are mimes, they are a dark and flashy circus of music and color. This time, their performance in Skull Bar (Ippokratous & Lambrou Katsoni, off Alexandras, for our local readers) told the story of a Victorian gentleman, his beloved marionette and the young woman who so resembles her ... or is it the other way around? The night was an event encased within an event. Under the premise of the "Mask Factory", people were supposed to show up either in elegant / Victorian style clothing or with some sort of mask and or simple disguise, just like in balls of the 18th and 19th century (my friends and I opted for a black and white theme, whereby I was all dressed in black and wearing a black mask, my one friend a white shirt and white mask and the third one an equal deal of both colors - not TOO imaginative but all the same).

As it turned out, quite a few people showed up and I was presented with ample opportunity for indulging my addiction to photography. Now, I could go on about how cool the show was, how well coordinated was the music, the dancing and how expressive the performers (those being, Evil Lolita, Black Rose and Pretty Hate Machine). However, I prefer to let them (or at least, their pictures) speak for themselves, as I proudly present you with the show called "The Living Dead Dolls Showcase"! This set includes some of the preparations and photos from the actual show, while the rest of the (way too numerous) pictures will be posted over this week. Stay with us now, for there is much to see of the Plastic Circus!


Evil Lolita.

Black Rose.

Pretty Hate Machine.

Before the Show...






The performers were even helping the revelers!

Don't give me that look! I meant
it in a good way!

Get ready...

(The) Set (ting)...


(Let's) Go!


As a haunting melody starts to play, light
shines dimly upon the scene...

A Marionette...


...and he who loves her.



Look at them dance... A man and his
doll, in a world all their own...


But lo, over there! Who is she...?


...that calls him away from his doll...

...and soon takes her place?

But one, a lover's scorned heart
must fear...

...even if she be a doll...



...for she may wreak vengeance upon the one she holds dear.

Let us then, all be silent marionettes, our
strings cut...



...for a doll can always dance to the tune of its heart.


At that point, the performers threw off their masks and ran into the crowd watching, giving masks to anyone who didn't have or wasn't wearing one, making their audience part of the show and ultimately, symbolically, marionettes ready to dance. All the things written under the pictures are my own interpretation of what I saw and by no means the only way to look at this performance. Art is subjective: it means something different to every person. However, if you were there, I hoped you enjoyed it as much as I did and if not, well, I hope my photos could give you a taste.

Of course, my photographic addiction did not end there but it seems I overdid it a bit today, so check back during the week for more, including posed photos of the performers, the rest of the Wrapped in Plastic members, Ergo Proxy and myself, as well as people I singled out for my own, peculiar reasons.

Cheerio and see you soon

Speedgrapher