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Nadine Hutton's vision deconstructed and besmirched. Never mind #lesfolies reputation. You can also smear someone you adore at www.smearofthenation.co.za if they don't plagiarise and defame and damn you first.
#lesfolies went with The Bandit, The Beautiful Distraction & The Germaine to the Troyeville Hotel just now to listen to an acoustic set featuring 88kg of Sunshine, Nechama Brodie and Matthew van der Want. We planned it an age ago. Just after she started her delicious prawns curry, an emergency call came in from the most beautiful man on the western side of the reserve. He said the police were arresting two of the artists for doing their job on the wall on the corner of Appollonia and Bezuidenhout, right on our turf, and asked #lesfolies if she would don her super-hero outfit and come with speed.
#lesfolies was thinking that she had most unfortunately left General Anasthetic's quick-change uniform at home and was looking more like Puss in Boots. She was wondering how that would go down with the good folk at Jeppe Police when she collided with the most loved man on the eastern side of the reserve. Inbetween half-finishing conversations with each other, he kindly offered to accompany #lesfolies to the station.
At Jeppe, #lesfolies talked her own hind leg off a very nice Constable lady including saying important names and international relations with top trading partners from Europe. She promised that next time she would first arrange everything with the right forms and stamps of certication from the Station Commander and then she emptied her wallet for the loitering bail.
In the courtyard outside Jeppe Poiice the most beautiful and the most loved man conferred about the dog while #lesfolies wrote a letter to the artists who were already inside the dungeon and had to be registered before they could be deregistered which was arranged with honour.
It's been a week and a half you can say that again. The artists will be out again tonight.
Jesus. Sacred Heart College, Observatory, Jhb, Ascension Day, 17 May 2012 B.D.*
The Miracle Observed II. Jesus, Sacred Heart College, Observatory, Jhb, 18 May 2012 B.D.*
The Second Ascension. Jesus, Sacred Heart College, Observatory, Jhb, 18 May 2012 A.D.*
* B.D. Before #lesbin A.D. After #lesbin
1. aside: the artist's rights are not important anymore. shut up about the artist. this is a national project now.
2. you don't understand how government works.
3. you are right. i don't understand how it does not work.
4. either.
5. for art? are you mad. note: no question mark.
6. i will be arrested. how many disadvantaged rural woman will benefit? from art? what is this art? they will be put me and the DG in jail.
7. brown is the colour of poverty.
8. but no one will see it if it is brown. it's supposed to be bright blue. like the sea. just like poverty, it will be invisible if it is brown.
9. don't interrupt me young lady. brown is the colour of poverty.
10. and my hair.
11. and your beautiful assistant's skin.
12. i don't know why you are at this meeting. who asked you?
13. i think we should get together in the premier business lounge so i can explain to you how government works.
14. no. she can't come in here. she is not a member.
15. whispers aside. ok. give her one biscuit.
16. you must fly here right now so we can shout at you.
A year since our brilliant neighbour and friend Zim Ngqawana left us too soon, and his friends Ernest Dawkins (Chicago!) and Feya Faku (Home!) get together with more home chinas to play the heart out of Sarah's Garage in Troyeville.
Joined by Ayanda Sikade on Drums, Thembi I Can't Find His Surname Help! on Bass and the one and only Nduduzo Makhatini on some serious keyboard. These guys went ballistic.
While the young and beautiful Mr Thokozane Mhlambi played his cello so lovingly the bow was in shreds by the time he finished ....
And that's our Phillippa Yaa de Villiers doing the skattisha. Did we dance. Nevermind the special openings and the big events, this gig in Sarah's Troyeville garage did it for us. Myesha Jenkins poetry worked like a deep-voice charm with the sound and afterwards she made us laugh because she became The Goddess of Exuberance with a hairstyle to match ~ which #lesfolies loves every curl of. She did not get a good picture of Sarah about which she is a bit very sad because we held hands and thought of Zim and Michael and how they would have loved to have seen the garage yesterday. Indeed in the midst of the jazz, #lesmiserables come out for a brief but heartfelt sobbing session which ended quite soon after it began thank goodness.
Here's Myesha talking to her friend Nduduzo who had all the girls doing that thing with their jackets when the aesthetic quotient is high.
You can listen to a snippet the loving les recorded for you in case you didn't show up, right here:
we need to spend most of our country's money on the military so that we can defend ourselves from any other country that might declare war against us because they need to use their armaments because their military industry factories are so full they have to use the stuff so that they can get most of their country's money for the miltary so that they can make more so that they can defend themselves in case another country declares war against them because some motherfucker somewhere who does not care needs another cigar.
Image Source: Commons Wikimedia. Genuine Havana. Lithograph, 1868
Moral: This is why so many people tend to frame their affirmations.
