Saw Adinkras perform at the Helsinki Day Kontula Mall festival. The band was called “The Kontula Electronic band” by accident. The gig offered a modular vaporwave vibe. The drunken crowds cheered the bass sounds. Passed the Oodi modular synthesizers to Viktor.
Partisipated in Bändi by Johannes Vartola and Mikko Niemistö (for Urb festival). Had a fun experience playing samples together with people I didn’t know from before. The tempo, soundscapes and composition of the gig were similar to my the Wavelings performance (for NPTurku).
Successfully traded my Novation Circuit to a Arturia Drumbrute. Working towards new sonic realms. Particularly interested to experiment with polyrhythms and randomness. The sounds are nice too and I hope I can get them to work with my other gear.
Documentation of the Techno music school for NPTurku is online.
Counter bodyweight training session I guided for HULLABALOO Club at NPTurku Festival.
Data is the new lifeblood of capitalism – don’t hand corporate America control (2018) Ben Tarnoff.
Letting capital run wild across the globe hasn’t exactly produced the best of all possible worlds. It’s strange to think that letting data do the same would yield a different result.
Visited New Performance Turku, assisted Tomasz Szrama to walk on the ceiling, received rough critique of a performance/publication made seven years ago, attended a very boring “How To Do Things With Performance -seminar”, witnessed a shouting performance by Hiroko Tsuchimoto and finally a salad ingredients voting performance by Denis Romanovski.
And that’s were it happened.
Romanovski placed various ingredients on the table. He talked about soviet traumas after which each audience member was given a vote. We were granted the right to vote on the ingredients of the salad. Majority of the ingredients were vegan friendly with the exception of eggs and mayonnaise. I gave my vote for the potatoes. As it was time to select whether or not to include eggs in the salad a shouting contests erupted.
Jesse and a person sitting next to him were the only ones to vote for eggs. Vegans were protesting and people started laughing. Someone rushed on stage and stole the bowl of eggs. While there was a lot of commotion and laughing I thought it might be fun to portray myself as an egg-rights advocate.
“Hi, I’m Eero. From the Egg-party. Have you considered voting our candidate Mr. Egg?” I asked a girl sitting next to me. She casted a weird smile. I thought she didn’t hear me so I continued louder: “Many consider voting mr. Egg to be in bad taste but I can guarantee that our representative mr. Egg is fresh!”. She smiled awkwardly. Everyone else was enjoying the commotion. Eventually the eggs were returned to the table and added to the salad despite the protest.
Then it hit me.
Egg translates as “muna” in Finnish which has a double meaning – It also means “balls”. Which meant that my joke on the election processing was most likely understood as a glorification of my genitalia. By the time I realized my error she had disappeared and I was stuck drinking beer with Jesse and eating democratically crafted Russian Salad.
I saw the girl later during the festival and felt like apologising. She bought a salad at a museum canteen and was walking to her table. I thought it would be best to clarify that I didn’t mean to bother her with my jokes the other night. “Hi!” I started joyfully. She was looking happy and I suddenly thought that maybe I was being paranoid with my interpretation. To steer away from a weird conversation or to save face I continued “Let me know if you want egg with you salad!”
No. 52 (Part One): How Globalization Changed China—and Its Art (2017) The Artsy Podcast concerning an exhibition Art and China after 1989: Theater of the World in Guggenheim.
Documentation of my favorite work from NPTurku 2016 by Sandrina Lindgren Olympic Shames is online.