It's Jazzy Jaw Gems at SPACE tonight, and I am trying to go, here instead. They're playing in the illusion of a house I've been helping to make there this week with David, Derek and Mariah. All in the spirit of Henrik Ibsen's 1880 play, Ghosts.
In other words, I'm psyched to be here, I've been looking at the inside of a gallery all week (helping install everyone's genius). Here's Mariah tying knots, and I think I'll go and see some Jazz in the house.
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cracking seeds open
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