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CHROME CITY 2: No, New York

Vox Populi 319 N. 11th St, 3rd Floor, Philadelphia

a prep and a primer, re: CHROME CITY. From the Files of Lexcorp.. CC'd Weyland-Yutani, Cyberdyne Systems, Ltd., Tyrell Corporation, LLC.

Chrome City in general is an attempt to create new forms of art from the ethereal husks, the ozone laced residue of the retro-future, and to stitch new works, new possibilities from the light lines streaking off time warping deloreans. It's not just a "retro party"; the intention is to create something new while acknowledging everything that made us who we are.
Chrome City 2: No, New York, is both a conscious effort to vibrate away from the stagnancy of relying on Big Brother to validate us (in more ways than one, this time specifically New York City and it's relationship to Philly, as well as in an Orwellian sense--see what i did there?) So, we're saying "NO" to New York, but we're also bigging up; we can't front: the pre-Guiliani graffiti scrawl of a gang ridden late '70s and '80s NYC is ultimately enticing. Besides, "No New York" is the name of a seminal no wave compilation that informs much of the underground today. But aside from a raw play on words, we're looking to bridge the ever widening gap of the forward movements that took place downtown from 1977 to 1984-- go-go boys, voguers, bboys, art fags, drag queens all clash with the mandroids, bio-morphs, replikants and blade runners alike-- to the post internet everything world of today. Is it possible to simultaneously dis something and pay homage to it? Pour in those 1.21 gigawatts of ill base, no wave noise, and insurrectionist afterfuture cyber speak, then hop in the delorean and find out.

SINGULARITY: THE ONE-PIECE FEST

Cha-Cha'razzi 2639 Poplar Street, Philadelphia

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I was talking about time. It's so hard for me to believe in it. Some things go. Pass on. Some things just stay. I used to think it was my rememory. You know. Some things you forget. Other things you never do. But it's not. Places, places are still there. If a house burns down, it's gone, but the place—the picture of it—stays, and not just in my rememory, but out there, in the world. What I remember is a picture floating around out there outside my head. I mean, even if I don't think it, even if I die, the picture of what I did, or knew, or saw is still out there. Right in the place where it happened

ALEX SMITH
NEGATIVE INFINITY
WILL
LOW MOAN HOVER ( EX BY V)
DIANNE (TROPHY WIFE)
DOG DAYS
ST. SKRIBBLY LACROIX
FLESH PRINCE
SHERMAN
TREE NAMED TURTLE
JUDAH THE OX
K.I.N
OHM
LIVING
MMGZ
WHAT NERVE