A live art performance at 25b Vyner St, for 24 invited guests

You wait in a room full of drunk strangers, listening to a detuned radio.  A girl with a lamp leads you into a darkened room.  A dancer moves behind a screen.  You’re blindfolded, held, suspended, swayed.  Somebody sings you a song.  The world turns upside down.

And then it’s over, and feathers hang over a bucket of milk.