Raydale and Judd, I’ve been thinking a lot about your agit prop theatre, The Secret Agent. Back then we were just saying yes to everything. I took a job at Sloans so we could use the ballroom for the finale. Did shit club decor at the Classic Grand so we could get access to the derelict car park next to Sub Club. We met upstairs in Raydale’s GFM studio, above the old Modern Institute beers, biscuits, smokes, listening hard as Conrad got pulled apart and put back together. A man trying to blow up time itself, staged through the back alleys of Glasgow city centre.
We had no idea what was coming.
Every week more appeared, music being scored, sets growing, cardboard heads, voices recorded onto cassette tapes, a giant puppet of poor wee Stevie. We needed more bodies, so I found them: friends, stoners, familiar faces who said yes. It all just ran and the feeling that we had to make it.
Then there was that afternoon, painting BAD WORLD FOR POOR PEOPLE up garnet hill. Ladders, paint,overalls, then getting chased by the cops. Proper running.. I loved you guys for rhis,The work didn’t stop when the performance ended, the city became part of it. The stickers, graffiti, posters, music with
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We rinsed the public/private Gi2008 theme 😅me and Krisdy turning the lowsalt gallery into a weird corporate gallery for Andrew & Iain kettles inflatable sculptures popping up about town.
Always lots of bodies, collageing, make without asking in public
Nice one
@brianbeadie for uncovering the insane poster by Judd
Pics by Nelly 🖤
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lowsalt was a good time
@krisdyshindler xx