Our Cat Ran Up Their Ginnel*

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The word ‘Ginnel’ is a northern dialect term for a narrow alley. The earliest literary reference to the word was in 1885, when Benjamin Brierley wrote the simile: "as pleasant as stondin in a Ginnel ov a wyndy neet waitin o'th' sweetheart comin out". At Artsadmin the Ginnel refers colloquially to the foyer of Toynbee Studios.**


For basement tenants, visiting the Ginnel is often their only opportunity to experience natural daylight and human interaction. Many go there to check their pigeon holes several times a day, even though there's only ever one postal delivery (at most).


Nearly all visitors entering and exiting the Artsadmin compound must first pass through the Ginnel, and so inevitably, if you loiter there for long enough, someone amazing will walk by.


The Ginnel, then, is an overlooked social hub.***


Three cheers for the Ginnel and all who pass through her!



*Lancashire phrase used to indicate a very tenuous familial relationship between two people


**other nouns with a similar meaning include ‘Snicket’ and ‘Flutester’


***equalled only by the narrow entrance to the middle bar at The Arches, Glasgow during NRLA weekend

Cross Purposes

Today me and Luci visited the new diagonal pedestrian crossing at Oxford Circus.

Almost immediately we were accosted by a passing documentary film crew:



And you can watch Will and Jenny's report here!

I read about the plans for the crossing last year, and am actually quite surprised at how quickly it's been implemented, and how closely they kept to the original concept:



The crossing ignites memories of my trip to Tokyo in 2005:





Another Japanese feature that London should consider adopting is these countdown timers:



Which would help emphasise the rather tight 30 second diagonal phase.

But If you think Oxford Circus is perilous, just wait until they install one of these Kyoto-style footbridges across the Thames...



Mummy, the television news is swearing at me.


Fast-forward to 1m51s:



I am so offended that I am deleting myself from the internet immediately.

The Pussycat Dolls Have Got A Lot To Answer For

Last night my friend Bryony texted me to say that she'd just put me on the guestlist to see Same Difference perform their new single at Madame JoJo's.

Thus, I immediately jumped on the tube, arriving just in time to witness the following:


You can't say fairer than that.

Their performance was part of Popshow Gold. Also on the bill were three quite similar new girlbands trying a bit too hard to be sexy. Here are two of them:



And here's the third.

I blame the Pussycat Dolls.

For most things.

Just look what they've done to Sugababes.

Quantum Mechanics


If you observe something, you change it.


Thankyou Josephine for shaming me into updating DeDomenici Blog!

Edinburgh 2009 Reviews



Plagiarismo! 

If you've ever heard a song on the radio that you feel you already know, or watched a film that seems familiar in its themes, then chances are that the idea has been appropriated from another source. If this is done without the consensus of the work's original author it could be termed plagiarism, though this is not always easy to prove. In this show Richard DeDomenici attempts to unravel the question of whether anything is original anymore whilst settling a few scores on his own thwarted ambitions. Not that revenge is a motivating factor in this shows premise, instead DeDomenici tries to ignite our senses in deriving what we recognise as familiar from other sources. This he does whilst providing conceptual/performance art with a gravitas that it often doesn’t - sometimes deservedly - receive.

Opening with DeDomenici singing the Spice Girls' ‘Mama’ over a backing track of The Human League’s ‘Human’, a convincing argument is offered as to the former's undisputed reliance on the latter. As conceptual art always benefits from having the artist on hand to explain the concept, DeDomenici runs the audience through a selection of his attempts to break into mainstream markets with what he considers his original ideas. Included in this are his belief that the only way that Britain could win Eurovision is with a boy-band consisting solely of immigrants. Meanwhile the footage of him appropriating the costume and torch of the Beijing torch runner, then running through the streets of London minutes ahead, is especially amusing and indicative of his subversive nature. Further highlights in this show - though it is not a show in any traditional sense - include his Unattended Baggage in Berlin performance, which reveals far more than the obvious reactions.

Plagiarismo! is a compelling work and I can’t recommend it highly enough. It resembles a sophisticated game of Trivial Pursuits and raises questions and issues that will stay with you long after its conclusion. Although it is more of a lecture than a show, it is one that will stimulate conversation and debate for days afterwards - as art should. In a cultural stasis where the waste of sperm and egg that is Peter Andre is lauded as an artist that people want to listen to, it is a crime that DeDomenici - whose persona hinges on the anti-star though he considers himself a brand - remains virtually unknown outside his own sphere. This is a show that comes highly recommended, so if you have a favourite song, band, book or film that you feel has been ripped off, only to languish in obscurity, whilst a more commercial, diluted version piles up the coffers, then let DeDomenici know. He can sympathise.

David Marren, All The Festivals




Plane Food Café 

Plane Food Café is that unusual concept a wacky idea that actually works due to being well conceived in its principles. Having no idea prior to my arrival what to expect I was mildly surprised to be ushered into the flight cabin of an aeroplane. Constructed from actual parts of a 1982 737 the journey was now set to begin.

After being seated in our chairs and adorned in our safety blanket the ritual of in-flight safety then proceeded to take place. These formalities out of the way, lunch orders were taken-for real - and we were then treated to an in-flight information film. Without giving too much away this was dryly humorous whilst highly informative. This work operates on one level as a conceptual style comedy and on another as a serious piece of work that draws attention to highly sensitive and important environmental issues. It does this successfully by never overstating any point to the stage where the audience feels it is brow-beaten.

The only thing that was lacking on this flight was a substantial number of other passengers but the premise indicates that on a busier schedule it has the possibility of really flying high. The audiences contributions being crucial and naturally drawn out, it is a relief there is no haranguing or lambasting to draw a response or garner a cheap laugh.

Plane Food Café then is a highly developed concept that succeeds in its objectives of making its audience ponder their own contribution to the decline of our environment. There are three flights daily and the half-hour passes without a hint of turbulence. Although you may not get to join the Mile High Club you will get food for thought as well as food to eat - not haute cuisine but as palatable as much fare passing muster in various cafes around town. So I suggest you grab some hand luggage, tender your boarding pass and step on board.

David Marren, All The Festivals. 

Norwich Goes Blue












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Rub Me Up The Wrong Way 2: The Live Art Supergig

Norwich Arts Centre
Saturday July 25th 2009
7pm - midnight
£6.00 / £4.00 concessions

Following the success of 2007’s event, Richard Dedomenici is back to curate another exciting programme of contemporary performance. This time he is exploring the increasing trend of live artists using music in their work, and will programme the event like a music festival, with performances taking place throughout the whole building and gardens.

Featuring:



Here is a video of the last Rub Me Up The Wrong Way.

NHSPBCC

I've just been catching up on the seventh season of 24 and couldn't help but notice the uncanny resemblance between US President Allison Taylor:






























and my former secondary school Headmistress Mary Marsh:


























Sorry, *Dame* Mary Marsh.

She was awarded a DBE by the Queen in the 2007 New Year's Honours list for her services to families and children.

Then last year she stepped down as Chief Executive of the NSPCC, and was appointed a non-executive director of HSBC.

Which means my old headmistress is now essentially my bank manager, so I shan't comment further on rumours of a planned merger between the two organisations, lest she cancels my overdraft and gives me a detention.

Conspiracy theory as to why they changed the logo of my secondary school in the early 90s

This is the current logo, which features on signage, letterheads etc:















And this is the old logo, which still appears on the school uniform blazer badge:























By removing a few threads you could easily end up with this:
























(Why none of us thought of it at the time is beyond me.)


PS. And yes, I have just been watching Valkyrie.

Warning

I have recently been to a school reunion, so apologise if the following two posts are a little nostalgic.

The Mancunian Candidate




















Panic erupts in Manchester as news spreads that Primark cannot be opened due to a 'fault'.


































Stunned Sunday shoppers stand frozen in confusion. One subversive Mancunian suddenly exclaims "Shall we goto Miss Selfridge instead?", but her anti-Primark ramblings are quickly quelled by an angry mob.


























Mourners flock to Piccadilly Gardens to silently pay their respects to the paralysed store. In an unprecedented outpouring of grief, an impromtu memorial of extremely cheap handbags is beginning to form near the east entrance.

Authorities later trace the source of the fault to a defective bollard near the Arndale Centre:

Richard is having trouble orienting himself in Manchester city centre due to the preponderance of triangular glass architecture.

Touched By Michael Jackson


Badges available from Richard Dedomenici Products for £3.00 each plus p+p.







Rev Billy Tour Begins

As the official videographer of the 2009 Reverend Billy Shopocalypse Tour, I thought I ought to post a few pics from the past couple of days. Click them to enlarge.

I am also attempting to edit video as I travel the country with the notorious New York anti-corporate activist and his choir; here are a couple of examples from today in London:

REVEREND BILLY GOES TO DOWNING STREET from DeDomenici on Vimeo

REVEREND BILLY GOES TO PARLIAMENT SQUARE from DeDomenici on Vimeo

The 10-date tour has just kicked off, and should be in a town near you soon!


Grantham

































































Above: The Disembodied Floating Head of Rev Billy.




















London