WESA details the Wild Human doc! by David Bernabo

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From WESA’s Bill O’Driscoll:

“Wild Human is part Western-states travelogue, part essay and, unexpectedly, part performance film, all unified by Bernabo’s understated voice-over narration. It opens with a high-angle shot of tourists swarming a national-park lookout platform in Bryce Canyon, in Utah: On the edge of a railed cliff overlooking a spectacular Western panorama, they leisurely stroll about in ball caps, taking photos and clutching take-out coffee cups. It’s a ‘normal’ scene suddenly rendered weird: once-inaccessible wild grandeur domesticated for mass consumption.”

https://www.wesa.fm/post/ah-wilderness-documentary-explores-our-love-representations-nature?fbclid=IwAR3mLknJRTQRiGuYC-MTyC3DjMfqBse_4CZtlhjvmsUoLb_W26D8M88FWZs#stream/0

Tickets are now available for Wild Human! by David Bernabo

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Get tickets here for $10.

Wild Human will be screened as part of Moon Party. Here’s what you get for that $10.

Celebrate the 50th anniversary of the moon landing with an adults-only lunar party!

Create – Use your galactic creativity to make futuristic art.

Discover – Stroll the galleries with a docent and hear stories that are out of this world.

Witness - Travel back to Earth and watch documentarian David Bernabo's latest film, Wild Human, which investigates how humans have replaced nature with representations of wilderness.

Dance – Space out with a live DJ and outdoor dance party in our courtyard! If we're lucky, we'll see a moon just starting to wane (the full moon ends on July 18).

Buy tickets early to save:

  • Adults: $10 ($15 at door)

  • Students: $5 ($10 at door)

  • Members: free

10 New Songs by David Bernabo

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10 New Songs, the first of three, possibly four new releases, is out now. These are songs that were written during the recording process, generally quietly at night.

Two sets of lyrics from the album:

Elder-brother

Rocks on a paint can
Or aerosol spirit
Painted on the wall, spirit
There’s a screen leaning
And something in my bed sheets, biting me.
I was destiny-ed
Where a darkness grew
A magnificent emptiness
If I only knew then what I thought I knew.


Character

Ice in my old dog
Slipping through the stomach
Hanging out with acid
Melting into the lining of the long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long intestine.