by Little Fyodor
Yes, you know what apeshitness you're going to get with a Little Fyodor show, but if you look closely, you can catch some variations....
I'm gonna follow up on Evan's post, in which he makes some assertions that I don't dispute about the limits and ultimate recursiveness and paradox of going apeshit bonkers till you can't get any more apeshit bonkers.
I certainly agree that such a goal can only go so far as an end unto itself -- hell, look what it did to GG Allin!!! Within Evan's declamation he contends that "you know what you’re going to get at a Little Fyodor performance. He may be 'out-of-the-box' by definition, but he’s not busting the envelope anymore simply by being Little Fyodor." Again, I don't dispute that, yet there's often more than one way to look at the same phenomenon, and since a picture's worth a thousand words and y'all should be the ultimate judge (and I feel like showing off), I offer the following examples of my "Dance of the Salted Slug," which climaxes most every Little Fyodor & Babushka performance, so much so that I once was going to leave it out (I had forgotten the backing track!), and the audience called for my blood were I not to exhibit it somehow!! And yet at the same time, well... I said I would leave it to you and so I shall! I'll only add that one of the things I missed most about Walls Of Genius was being able to dance and prance about while not having to worry about fronting or carrying the band as I'm inevitably required to with my solo material. I guess I took all of that side of what I liked to do and squeezed it into this Dance. We don't use the backing track anymore, and I'm surprised and disappointed to only find one good example of that version online, but here's a few examples from over the years, including one at Hal's 50th birthday party....
Walls Of Genius
formed in 1982, a musical performance-art comedy experimental noise ensemble, featuring everything from musique concrete, sound collage and extended rock improvisation to demented top-40 parodies, free jazz, industrial and audio experiments of all kinds, mostly fitting in no category whatsoever.