"It is your birthday."
but here goes.On Friday, I threw Dev a birthday party.
With help from Travis, Aubrey, and Zac, I planned a party whose theme was The Simulacra, or as Aubrey so eloquently put it, "a hollow, ersatz version of a birthday party." Basically, replacing conventional party elements with abstract signifiers of those elements, and the resultant dissolution of the implicit connection between signifier and signified.
A good way to consider it is to imagine, as Aubrey said, "It's the post-apocalypse and we've decided to throw a birthday party, but all we have is some vague half-memories of what birthdays even are and some torn out pages from a party supply catalogue. So we cobble together this cruel caricature of a birthday party using the limited supplies we have and shuffle around amidst the smoldering ruins."
So, what does this mean? I was trying to create a party that felt simultaneously boring and menacing.
"Travis"
The party was held in the L.A. River (a fake river).
The party was held in total silence, strictly observed - everyone (except the actors) was wearing headphones and listening to the same prerecorded audio file of sounds and instructions. You can find the recording here. The party began with 17 minutes of no activity, just silently standing and listening to the recording. This did a good job of putting people on edge.Everyone wore matching white jumpsuits, name tags, and temporary tattoos with the number 33.
The bar. Choices are blends of Everclear and water labelled as 0%, 5%, 10%, 50%, or 100% and served in the appropriate glass for each concentration (tumblers, beer glasses, wine glasses, martini glasses, or shot glasses, all made of translucent plastic).
Dev received four gifts: three empty boxes and one containing a tie he already owned.
We enjoyed some classic party games like Musical Chairs, Spin the Bottle, Twister, and Pin the Tail on the Donkey.
Sounds not fun!
ReplyDeleteand awkward!
ReplyDeleteThat was a party at which I was present, man.
ReplyDeleteI think, this is the first time in my life I am jealous of people who were invited. (And not for the sake of being paid.) Summer's creativeness is beyond apocalyptic.
ReplyDeleteThat was a party at which I was also present.
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