there’s something about the Villies that reminds me of the Beta Bros
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there’s something about the Villies that reminds me of the Beta Bros
A well-educated straight white guy expressing his interest in Fluxus or Dada or Happenings to assert his difference from and superiority to well-educated straight white guys who like football strips those revolutionary art movements of their politics and, as in all instances of appropriation, renders them tools for the visibility and profit—sexual and social if not financial—of the people who already have our attention. So it’s probably not surprising that these artists often make work that is neither freaky nor prophetic nor beautiful, but derivate, bland, or even non-existent.
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Every time Dave goes up to Washington to visit John, there always gets to be that one point in the trip where both of them get on each other’s nerves. John normally starts it by doing a lame ass prank, but the Dave will get him back by using his most stereotypical southern accent and dialect. Eventually, he’ll get annoyed with himself and just stop because he hates everything the South has to offer. No offense but Dave doesn’t care about sweet tea.
Beta bros in suits.