DJ Deep Thought, in conjunction with Cox Populi and many others, will be performing a set of music-esque vignettes, adventures, if you will, in sculptured sound, and this event shall take place upon the 19th of February at The Hidden Hand.
You are invited to rub your mind’s hand along the coarse and sleepy textures, gloomy and resplendent as a particularly foggy night. Stonily shall thy gazy glance’s guiding finger point forth towards an unmarked doorway, wherein a freakish display might just change that taxing disposition. Impervious to passerby, the sweat-glaciers of your winter’s dream will like to melt and strip back the crowded hall now, the raised hands extending their reach higher and higher.
But whatever are such countless and invisible hands reaching for? Savings. Savings, my friend! And the savings shall flow forth like a wall of water in a devastating flood. A flood of savings, washing in debris like discarded thoughts of a long dead civilization. They did not drown in vain, for the savings lie abundant in their ancient corpse. But you must look. You must leave no gizzard unturned, nor waste a minute thinking of what else you could be doing with what precious time you have left. The scarcity of the heart’s contentment propel the hand forward, upward, outward, in certain search for savings. “Gain without cost!” shall be the rallying cry of the diversified mass, amassing en mass to celebrate the most abundant and useless of all commodities: music. “GAIN WITHOUT COST!”
And if the savings are spilt so far and wide that some are in fact wasted upon a deaf ear, unappreciated in spoiled obscurity, or perhaps fought over in impotent fury, SO BE IT. For let not the quality of the saver be the judge of quantity regarding the giver of savings. You are being given a gift of most sacrosanct levity. Let us examine the implications of this saving; the profound graciousness of its singular quality. Would it not be a shame, a blasphemous shame, were we not all of us, the readers of these overly-solemn paragraphs, every last one of us not in attendance of such luscious savings, to work toward a harvest of savings without seed or stalk, a day of work which required not a hand to be lifted. Let us not take for granted this savings, nor decry the credibility of its benefactors, nor let the opportunity go to waste in nourishing our weary upper abdomens.
I can see from the tear in your eye that my diatribe and the bargain therein has moved you deeply. Its ok, don’t thank me. I after all am not the source of excess time, only the prophet of it at this current moment. Waste not a second longer in contemplation, for somewhere out there are savings, and if you haven’t comprehended all this, its ok, just come to the CAVALCADE OF SAVINGS at the HIDDEN HAND on February 19th, and enjoy the endless trickle-down effects of bodacious rhythms and far out tones. Sometimes we’re lucky enough that savings just up and falls in our lap on a tuesday night, and thats basically what’s happening here. The savings are always free, and this Cavalcade of Savings shall be no different. This show will require some suspension of disbelief, but I’m sure you can handle it.
So to summarize:
What-THE CAVALCADE OF SAVINGS
When exactly though- I’m thinking around 8pm
Where - At The Hidden Hand
Who -Featuring Cox Populi more TBA.
Why- It’ll be fun and even if it’s not it’ll be free so I challenge you to get some organization in your life and mark the calendar to come party with us.