We work from the sense of a new world - which must be discovered, dissected and devovered by an audience.
Tastes like follows: Icecold white room, roaring music sufficated by the silence, a lonely discoball sways insecurely from the roof over the head of an unsuspecting young man. In the background: a whitewashed house with a secret... Kaleidoscopic landscape of raining glitter, pregnant men and women, a crazy old lady in red high heels who refuses to fall and a pair of lovers so tangled up in each other that their own personalities are dissolved and their hair roots grown together. The stripped cramped up guy who in his only sanctuary - the boy room - meets both his saviour and destroyer. Everybody on stage is involved in everything, the contrabassist can pull out a burning beautiful and skin deep dancesolo aswell as one of the dancers can rap "Wu-tang Clan ain't nothing to fuck with". We shift the cultural context in such a rapid and confusing way that it almost compares to ordinary life. We seek the most burning beautiful atmosphere a human mind can grip.