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Recap: Blackoutsabbath 2008 (Part II)
So let's push ahead a couple of hours now to the festivities and the secret dark surprise which I won't tell you about so you're shocked later because you know nothing of it. Most of the guests arrived, night fell, candles were lit and DRINKS WERE CHILLED!! Due to the loss of the electric sound system, I, inbetween the "on the hour" trips to retrieve people downstairs sang a few songs from my upcoming Shakespeare project with Bob Wilson - Rufus and Will together again but this time by candle light! It was utterly enchanting if I do say so myself! So upon leaving to go pick up some latecomers downstairs, I was confident that I had left behind an atmosphere strewn with languid contentment. But when I returned a few moments later with my friends David the cellist and his lovely violinist fiancee Rachel (both bearing their instruments), that languid atmosphere had dramatically morphed into a panic stricken frenzy! My sense of smell immediately gave it away. It smelled of burning plastic! (Aren't you happy I warned you?) I thought maybe it was a plastic bag or a cup or something that had caught fire, but no! Wonder of wonders: IT WAS THE TOILET!!!! A candle which had been placed on the ever stylish yet plastic Euro toilet had practically burned the whole waste apparatus down to the ground. It looked like something the Nazis would have done to a Marcel Duchamp art piece in the 30's, or better yet, it looked like an actual art piece of today! Everyone was quite shocked, but considering that one could argue that in fact the fire hadn't spread DUE to the toilet and thus it is possible to say that we were all actually saved BY the toilet, the party went on.......thanks to the toilet.
The air was somewhat refreshed by David and Rachel who played a beautiful Ravel duo that once again reminded me of how little I know about music, and then with about twenty minutes to go, I rallied the troops together singing "California" on my guitar (which was saved by a toilet) and we all got down to the business of writing lists. Now let me tell you: the crowd I hang out with in Berlin is pretty blase - think a kinder, gentler Otto Dix painting: eye glasses sans heroin needles. One of the guests had just finished a book about her elderly grandparents fulfilling a suicide pact. Another had just directed Tristan und Isolde. Needless to say, I felt a bit dorky strumming on the guitar and asking everyone to change their lightbulbs, especially since Germany compared to the US is miles ahead in terms of energy conservation. Still, I was tolerated and at midnight we all put our completed lists on the fridge at the same time in a symbolic gesture and noticing that most of them were in fact lists (a select few were drawings), I was satisfied at a job well done. I could ramble on about the rest of the night and in fact continue this story to the present day, but that would give away the fact that it's a week later and I'm now on a boulevard in Portugal. I TOLD YOU I HATE WRITING EMAILS!!!!
So here are some points I want to throw out there before I throw in the towel (not on the Earth of course!...both ON and ON....figure it out). But before I do, thanks to all those who participated. It
really means a lot to me. POINT TIME:.
*I THINK THE BLACKOUTSABBATH PARTIES SHOULD BE RATHER SMALL,
INTIMATE AFFAIRS. TOO MANY PEOPLE MAKES IT HARD TO FOCUS.
*NEXT YEAR WHEN I DO IT AGAIN I WANT TO HAVE AT LEAST ONE PERSON
THERE WHO KNOWS A LOT ABOUT CONSERVATION, HAS PREPARED SOME INFO AND
CAN KINDA MODERATE THE DISCUSSION. YOU KNOW: YOUR CRAZY HIPPIE
FRIEND!!!!
*THE ACTUAL LIST ONE WRITES ON THE NIGHT IS ACTUALLY A SKETCH TO
GET YOU STARTED. ANOTHER LIST SHOULD LATER BE THOUGHT OUT AND WRITTEN
AND THE FOLLOWING YEAR BROUGHT TO THE NEXT BLACKOUTSABBATH NIGHT.
That's all for now. Let me know about your Blackoutsabbath. Please post your stories on the website. Take care and good luck!!!!!
Love
Rufus. X
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