In Memory

May 28, 2007

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Shameless self-delusion

May 23, 2007

Steadfast Turgidity tells the tale.

Blazer, nekkid

Falwell lays a doozie

May 16, 2007

Insert fart noise hereThe lawyers say we can’t tell you too much now, but we can report that the Right Reverend met his maker while in the middle of a telephone interview with representatives of a certain scatalogical “Blog.”

Showing a surprising familiarity with the goings on in a sleepy college town known more for its “lacrosse” than “The Cross,” Falwell expounded at length on “positive developments” his dutiful minions have been “monitoring” in Bullsville.

“We’ve finally broken down the wall between church and bar,” he noted. “And that really has a lot of potential for converting the drunken sodomites of your town.”

“But what I’m most excited about is the upcoming Evangelical Food Revival that will be taking place on May 26. I understand they’ve moved it out of the filthy city center and into a more family-friendly venue on the outskirts of civilization,” he wheezed. “That’s brilliant thinking. May God strike me down if that isn’t the greatest ide–”

The conversation ended at that point with an abrupt “thud,” however, our dutiful scribes report that the audio tape of the conversation clearly indicates that the Pillar of Virtue’s final words were something to the effect of “Why is it so hot in here? And what am I doing in this handbasket?”

“Log of Hope” Update

April 19, 2007

It has been a while since we’ve talked about our recent conceptual art project. For those with chronic short-term memory problems (do we know our demographic or what?), a couple of years ago we conned some agency into giving us a big grant to create one of those “temporary art installations” that are all the rage (scoring this kind of “cake” is one of the insider tricks they teach you when you get a “Bachelor of Fine Arts” degree).

We spent most of the dough on crystal meth and cheap red wine in a box, natch, and then had to come up with something at the last minute to justify the outlandish outlay. Since we, like everyone, get a real charge out of getting liquored up and throwing shit off buildings, we thought, “Let’s take that idea to the max,” and the “Log of Hope” project was born.

We devised a clever way to recycle our artistic passion and unused nutrient castoffs in a way that, we hoped, would make a positive change in our community. We envisioned a dramatic event that would inspire our fellow Derm’ites with its symbolic replentishing of our artistic soil, nourishing the downtown renaissance that has been a’bornin’ for lo, these three decades. Even better, given our moral and fianancial bankruptcy, was the fact that it could be done with the least expensive and most plentiful materials known to man.

Then, after the grand vision was in place, all we needed was to find an appropriate building from which to launch our blessed package into the fertile bowl of civic pride.

Poop trajectory

After collecting our materials for a good six weeks (you can read my abstract about the project in “ARTnews” if you really want to know the gory details) the project came to fruition one chilly spring morning, when we scaled the gleaming towers of the Durham County Jail and “backed our big brown caddy out of the garage” for all of the Bull City to see. We got a pretty good arc on the Hope Log, so it landed all the way across Mangum Street:

Log of Hope before

And the project was successful beyond our wildest dreams! The creative class-ers were drawn back to the city center like flies to you-know-what, every single building downtown was purchased at an outlandish price by one company, and the Log Site itself has even started sprouting a glorious new building for us all to rally ’round.

Log of Hope 2 - Arts Center

I don’t know what this new creative hub is going to be exactly, but I heard a rumor it might be the permanent home of the second traveling company of “Les Miz” or something.

So, all’s well that ends well. Shortly thereafter, someone else came up with another throwing-stuff-off-buildings project that was eerily similar (and infinitely better smelling). But that’s the nature of creativity, man—we all feed off of each other.

Eventually, everything works its way through the system and comes back out somewhere. And we like to think that here at the ‘Shat, we’re picking up those tawny gems off the ground, dusting them off, and serving them back to you on a gilded platter. No thanks are necessary—that’s our job. That’s our passion.

New DEVO monument almost ready to go

April 18, 2007

DEVO monument

Its been a veritable whirlwind of activity downtown, as workers scramble to make the “in by noon, out by June” deadline for the big spiffing-up project. The most eagerly anticipated new feature of the city center streetscape, the shrine to seminal (I love saying that word) Akron new wave weirdos DEVO, is almost complete.

Situated in the very heart of the Five Points Satanic Triangle, the “energy dome” sculpture, a monument both to the band and the entire concept of devolution, is appropriately surrounded by a patchy-ass mound of dirt that the city has no intention of improving.

“See, that’s the irony,” said Mayor Bell, a “spud” from way back. “We’re excited about where Durham is heading, but we still wanted to find a way to comment on the overall lack of progress we’re making as a species, and remind folks that we’re all doomed to regress to primitive forms. We had some extra bond money floating around, so we said ‘fuck it, let’s do it.'”

The shrine will be offically inaugurated in just a few more weeks when the “Celebration of Downtown Sepcialness” gala opens the refurbished city hub to the public. Mayor Bell and the rest of the City Council will perform the entire “New Traditionalists” album a capella, after which the mayor will sacrifice a bull on top of the monument, thus ensuring a bountiful harvest and giving the dome its requisite crimson hue.