If you're looking for something to do in Belfast on Thursday nights you can't do better than Fresh Meat at the Black Box.
I must admit Dear Reader that I was initially put off by the name of the event which conjured up visions in my mind of some horrible amateur comedy night; but boy was I pleasantly surprised.
Billing itself as an 'avant garde music miniature open-mic' experience the evening was a delight from start to finish - highlights included the gentleman above communicating through some sort of water-filled device, a Russian soprano and group piano playing.
I loved the surreal and whimsical nature of the proceedings that evening - in this world of constant advertisement, that is driving us to consume I find that Surrealism / Dadism is an extremely viable aesthetic, moral and political response.
I left Fresh Meat suitably refreshed Dear Listener and walked around night-time Belfast with a spring in my step.
that lady up top is double-fisted. she's chasing her beer with a little chardonnay.
Posted by: jk | April 12, 2007 at 11:43 AM
Whatever it takes to get you through the night.
Posted by: Jett Loe | April 12, 2007 at 04:43 PM