Tuesday 8/14: Missoula Oblongata Show

posted by R Winsome.

We weren't able to perform for The Missoula Oblongata while in MN, due to them seeing good plays (something called fanulanu) while we were watching the deadliest theatre i've ever seen (McBeth's Scottish Castle Party) So, we promised we'd come out and perform before their show here.

So we did. There weren't many people around, and we didn't get any very unusual requests, but Tim got to think and to sing, and the Missoula people seemed impressed. We also ran into this guy who paid $1 for us to pose for a picture, which he was then going to upload to his website at http://www.milwaukeerenaissance.com/. either he didn't do it, or that site is too much of a sprawling wiki-mess for me to find ANYTHING on it. Oh well.

Then we saw The Most Mysterious Day of the Year, loved it, and didn't want to perform anymore (cuz we'd been cooked well-done during the show).

8/11 Lucky & Pozzo Take Minneapolis

Check it. Attending Fring Fest in the beautiful, venue strewn city of Minneapolis, Lucky & Pozzo made some gas money entertaining a new crowd. It was hotter than levitating lipstick lesbians making love in lucid doorways, but we persevered.

Here's some pics:

MKE Online- 8/9/07

Artsy Schmartzy talks about us.

July 27, Gallery Nights Twice the Lucky, Twice the Pozzo

This post began Friday night, I am stubbornly adding it to the site unedited, disregarding the fact that Rex already explained the setting.

That's right, TWO Luckys and TWO Pozzos hit the Third Ward to wrest dollars from the hands of the bourgeoisie, one cavort at time. Here is a brief list of the Ian/Tim team’s decency defying stunts:

1: Strip

2: Stop stripping

3: Salsa dance (The woman who requested this was too shy to partner up with poor Lucky so Ian filled in and tried his best to follow Lucky’s lead.)

4: Obligatory headstands, net dances, a few Irish jigs (w/ impressive hell clicks)

5: Divide *insert big number* by *another number* in your head. (The numbers were written on paper and torn in two with Lucky’s teeth, then stuffed into his mouth, read: head)

6: Take off all your clothes. (So, I did. Pozzo held the suitcase open in a strategic fashion and the drawers did drop. However, the rather rude woman who’d requested the show voiced her dissatisfaction with Lucky’s still wearing his tie and the boxers being only down to the calves. She harangued poor Pozzo the entire time that Lucky spent redressing. Lucky thanked her for contributing to the arts and told her to take her disappointment as a life lesson. Bitch.)

7: The building is on fire, and there’s a kitten on the top floor. What do you do? (Well, Lucky tries the door first. Finding it locked he desperately cries out the plight of the kitten, but to no avail. Spotting a drain pipe on the side of the building, he bolts for it and uses it to climb about 10 feet up to a ledge and then reach out towards the fire escape ladder. The concerned onlookers decided that the kitten had made a jump for it and now required CPR . . . on the ground where it’s safe. Their concern was touching and the kitten was found on a girl’s foot where it was, presumably, resuscitated by our hero. Kudos for creativity!)

8: Swallow a dime. (Done. Well, the dime stuck in Lucky’s throat but fortunately came back out later and without the public noticing.)

9: Recite something. (This Lucky is a big fan of poetry and, to his great pleasure, so was this audience. Several poems were recited and hearty rounds of applause were received with humble bows. One woman was moved to give a tip out of sheer appreciation. Turn-about is fair play and Lucky bestowed a bonus morsel of Lewis Carroll while holding her hand, ending with a gentle kiss.

10: Find a 50yr old date for my friend. (Spotting a man standing alone, disregarding the age limit and the dollar Lynda paid for Lucky to not find her a date, Lucky introduced Doug to Lynda. He likes to think that they are now happily married.

11: Massage my friends’ heads. (Check)

12: Escape! Be free! (And so he ran, fast and far.)

13: Disco dance & do some hip hop. (The disco was genuine and well received. The hip hop was a bunny rabbit impression.)

Best evening of Lucky & Pozzo ever!

From the Desk of Pozzo! - Jonathan West

Take a letter, Lucky. Type, HOG!!


Dear Sweaty Man,


I am Pozzo! I beleive you promised me a ten pound chicken. My companion and I waited for this chicken until we ran out of carrots and had to eat turnips. Then we ran out of turnips.
You owe me a chicken, schmartzy!


Sincerely,
Pozzo!


Secretary General to the Army of the

July 27th- Gallery Night

Posted by R. Winsome


Two pairs of Lucky's and Pozzo's hit Gallery Night with ROARING success.


The Pozzos: Rex and Ian
The Luckys: Tim and Kate.


highlights:


- large donation for "one legged bolero concerning the sugar cane industry in deference to plate tectonics"
- sexually harrass my wife and her friends
- grovel
- hump that pole
- tongue your master for 30 full seconds
- give your master a lap dance
- the wierdest thing you've got
- explain why you are so creepy
- a one minute monologue about how brilliant Susan Marie Bischoff is
-slam your head into the sidewalk really hard repeatedly
- a levitating card trick (because the requester was unimpressed, took the card and put it in his breast pocket, where Kate took hold of it, and his nipple and they struggled to the ground over this card)
- running into Jonathan West, who attempted to procure a chicken as payment
- the inordinately large number of people who got the reference (makes me want to memorize Lucky's think monologue, cuz there's gonna be alot more of that at fringe fest)
- telling off the fucking hipsters at Made in Milwaukee: "hmmm lucky, it appears these people think they are better than us. they are obviously too cool, and we are repulsive, we are not particulalry human, perhaps... no matter"
- when matt richardson thought it was a good idea to add half a cinder block to Lucky's load, which lasted about ten minutes, and then i took it out of the crate and threw it as far as I could, in the midst of regaling a group of strangers.
- vegetables, vaporizors, and other prep work we did this week

From the Desk of Pozzo! -Faith Levine

If we're going to send hate mail to the art museum when they kick us out, we must treat Art v Craft in the same manner. I regret that this had to happen.

Take dictation, PIG!

Dear Ms. Levine,

I am Pozzo! I would like to post a complaint. My associate and I were ejected from your "hip alternative art and craft fair" last Saturday morning without grounds, and I demand recompense in the form of the termination of the employment of the offending employee (or employees) from your organization.

It is my understanding that you consider this event a "showcase for emerging... artists working in many traditional and non-traditional mediums" and yet your people are unwilling to tolerate the appearanceof a master, I say, a veritable MASTER of the Performing Arts and his humble associate, that is, myself. Perhaps humble is not the right word. Are you listening to me, pig? Type!

Your excuse for this ejection was weak. If this is "a counter economy, a way to avoid mass-produced goods and large corporations" then protecting your vendors' right to sell their goods on the basis of a rental of the space, the property, is hypocritical. The choice to remove us from the premises enforces the bourgeois institution of private property ownership, which we as "DIY artists" must struggle with daily. I understand it is sometimes necessary to play into the prevailing capitalist system (renting a booth, or renting the hall) to achieve something. It is not necessary to impose and enforce these rules on other artists!

My associate is, as I said, a Master of the Performing arts, but surely considering the ineffable nature of the product, the experience, that we sell and considering that we do not have the same space requirements as the vendor booths we cannot be expected to pay a rental fee and still maintain any profitability. Allowing your patrons the opportunity to pay, of their own volition a mere dollar for a bit of local color, for a performance by a Master of the Performing Arts within an event that masquerades as a venue for alternative art, presents little competition and does no significant damage to any ofthe rented vendors. I guarantee that, had we been allowed to perform, the customer's experience at your event would be improved by Lucky'spresence. There are a number of establishments in this city that recognize the value of what we do and who have welcomed Lucky with open arms and with dollar bills. The Pink Banana Theatre company, Darling Hall, the Performing Arts Showcase, a number of cafes and bars, even the police officers at the fireworks and outside Summerfest grounds were all far more accommodating than your staff when we presented ourselves in the same manner. That is, without prior notice or permission.

I thank you in advance for your hasty action in dealing with this complaint and request some validation that the offending woman has been removed from your employ in much the same manner that my associate and I were removed from your premises Saturday morning, that is: escorted to the curb outside. A photograph will do.

Yours,

Pozzo