I'm disarmed - It's 11:30 and my penises count is already up by 2 - yes
I start Pulse festival with naked men - I'm wearing headphones and listening to
a woman's voice in my head harassing them. During the weekend I go onto see
work that explores death, suicide, eating disorder, sexism, the value of bread,
the end of the world - the list goes on and on and the mind becomes filled with moments that include
a Spanish woman dressed as zebra flamenco dancing whilst breast feeding plastic
zebras, capitalism portrayed as a demented penguin plastic toy, women dressed
as fish discussing their relationship, silent magicians playing Jenga, a frenzied
dancing woman wearing sparkly pants in a cube, an audience member playing
hangman on a white T shirt worn by a black man and revealing that the word was
nigger. Highlights- or maybe more of a recommendation are the oddness of Figs
in wigs, the magnificent Byron Vincent's show about depression http://www.byronvincent.com/ and if you want a cracking laugh out loud
night at the theatre check out Police Cops - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rxulOPQGUMk
it's a bit like watching live Will Ferrel and Robin Williams freestyle having
being trained by Buster Keaton - you might just be converted if you don't love
theatre. Also managed to fit in a talk with PhotoEast - http://photoeast.co.uk/ extraordinary images of Ipswich docks - the
archive looks excellent. http://photoeast.co.uk/news/ipswich-maritime-trust-launch-digital-archive-alongside-photoeast-festival-2016/
