How we went underground
Let me take you on a trip, just a simple journey
A journey full of sound and beats
One that will lead you down, way down
To the underground, I said the underground
Where your body begins to tremble
And your hands become just a little nimble
The underground
Now let me see you work
Let me take you on a trip
Where the party children are waiting
And there's no concert playing
At the underground
Where you feet can take the flight
And the DJ makes it right
The underground baby, the underground
Bu bu bump and dance
Bu bu bump and dance
Bu bu bump and dance
Bu bu bump and dance
Bu bu bump and dance
Bu bu bump and dance
If you can hang 'til daybreak, you know you are coming home late
If you can hang 'til daybreak, you know you are coming home late
The underground baby, the underground
Its dark in here, you can feel it all around, the underground
Its dark in here, you can feel it all around, the underground
Its dark in here, you can feel it all around, the underground
Now let me see you work
Bu bu bump and dance
Bu bu bump and dance
Bu bu bump and dance
Bu bu bump and dance
Bu bu bump and dance
Bu bu bump and dance
Bu bu bump and dance
Bu bu bump and dance
Let me take you on a trip, just a simple journey
A journey full of sound and beats
One that will lead you down, way down
To the underground
Where your body begins to tremble
And your hands become just a little nimble
The underground
(Let me take you…) Song »The Underground« Lyrics and Music by Celeda (2016).
Oh, this is one of my low down days, boys. Take me to the basement.
I’ve got a man, piano hound
Plays anything that’s going around
When he plays that highbrow stuff I shout,
“Brother, that’s enough!”
Take me to the basement, that’s as low as I can go
I want something low down, daddy, want it nice and slow
I would shimmy from A to Z, if you’ll play that thing for me
Take me to the basement, that’s as low as I can go
Take me to the basement, that’s as low as I can go.
I want something low down, daddy, want it nice and slow
I can shimmy from A to Z, if you’ll play that thing for me
Take me to the basement, that’s as low as I can go.
Extract from blues song »DOWN IN THE BASEMENT«, Lyrics by H. Strathedene Parham, recorded by Ma Rainy (1926).
How Bacbuc, brought us before the Holy Bottle
Bottle, whose Mysterious Deep Do’s ten thousand Secrets keep, With attentive Ear I wait; Ease my Mind, and speak my Fate. Soul of Joy! Like Bacchus, we More than India gain by thee. Truths unborn thy Juice reveals, Which Futurity conceals. Antidote to Frauds and Lies, Wine, that mounts us to the Skies, May thy Father Noah’s Brood Like him drown, but in thy Flood. Speak, so may the Liquid Mine Of Rubies, or of Diamonds shine. Bottle, whose Mysterious Deep Do’s ten thousand Secrets keep, With attentive Ear I wait; Ease my Mind, and speak my Fate.
Text and Image from Rabelais, François (ca 1494-1553): The histories of Gargantua and Pantagruel by François Rabelais; translated into English by Sir Thomas Urquhart (1653), pg. 516.
Ida Entity:Look at this wreck
Isn’t it neat?
Would you think that my body´s complete
Wouldn’t you think I’m a girl
The girl who has everything
Look at this bum
Treasures untold
How many wonders can one pussy hold?
Looking around here you think
Sure she´s got everything
I got boobies, and hips Iv’e got lashes
I got e…..
If you need a tampon
Sure I’ve got 20
You would think I got everything
But there is one thing I miss
It is a dick
Collapsella:
Your poor unfortunate queer
Dysphoric, confused
some days you wanna be a boy, some days you wanna be a girl
Could you do it?
Yes, indeed!
Gender is a lie
You can use genitalia the way you want to do it
I can give you a penis if you want?
Ida Entity: Yes!
Collapsella: Yes indeed!
Ida Entity: I wanna be were the homo’s are.
I wanna see, I wanna see them dancing
Running around with those, what are they called again
Oh, ….Dicks!
Flashing your ….won’t get you very far
Cocks are required for topping
I wanna run around in those..what are they called again
Dark rooms
Down where they walk
Down where they talk
Down where they spend all day in the dark
Wondering for real
Wish I could be in Lavatory
Collapsella: Your poor unfortunate queer
Dysphoric, confused
Some days you wanna be a boy, some days you wanna be a girl
You want to go to lavatory?
Let’s put a strap-on on that cunt of yours and make you the boy you want to be
Ida Entity: Please!
Collapsella: Just please don’t ever fear to be a non-binary queer.
Song »Little Mermaid Medley«, Lyrics by Ida Entity and Fábio M Silva. Performed by Collapsella and Ida Entity, The Real Houswives of Neukölln, Trash Drag Show, Frrruity #2, at Rosis Bar, Berlin, 27 May 2017.
How we rhymed in poetic Frenzy
Shitted on 'em,
Man I just shitted on 'em
Shitted on 'em,
Put yo' number two's in the air if you did it on 'em
Shitted on 'em,
Man I just shitted on 'em
Shitted on 'em,
Put your number two's in the air if you did it on 'em
All these bitches is my sons
And I'ma go and get some bibs for 'em
A couple formulas, little pretty lids on 'em
If I had a dick, I would pull it out and piss on 'em
Let me shake it off
I just signed a couple deals I might break you off
And we ain't making up I don't need a mediator
Just let them bums blow steam, radiator
Shitted on 'em,
Man I just shitted on 'em
Shitted on 'em,
Put yo' number two's in the air if you did it on 'em
Shitted on 'em,
Man I just shitted on 'em
Shitted on 'em,
Put your number two's in the air if you did it on 'em
This stone is flawless F-1
I keep shooters up top in the F-1
A lot of bad bitches beggin' me to eff one
But I'm a eat them rap bitches when the chef come
Those some fresh one's
More talent in my mother fuckin' left thumb
She ain't a Nicki fan then the bitch deaf dumb
You ain't my son you my mother fuckin' step-son
Shitted on 'em,
Man I just shitted on 'em
Shitted on 'em,
Put yo' number two's in the air if you did it on 'em
Shitted on 'em,
Man I just shitted on 'em
Shitted on 'em,
Put your number two's in the air if you did it on 'em
All these bitches is my sons
And I ain't talking 'bout Phoenix
Bitch I get money so I do's what I pleases
I live with the mother fuckin' pools and the trees is
Broke bitches so crusty (disgust me)
Gave the bitch a ride got the Continental dusty
Trust me I keep a couple hundred in the duff' b
Couple wet wipes in case a bum try to touch me
I'm the terminator, bitch talk slick I am have to terminate her
These little nappy headed hoes need a perminator
You my seed I spray you with the germinator
Move back bugs, matter fact you know the queen could use a back rub
If you could turn back time, Cher
You used the be here but now you gone Nair
Shitted on 'em,
Man I just shitted on 'em
Shitted on 'em,
Put yo' number two's in the air if you did it on 'em
Shitted on 'em,
Man I just shitted on 'em
Shitted on 'em,
Put your number two's in the air if you did it on ‘em
Song »Did it on ‘em’« Lyrics and music by Nicki Minaj with J. Ellington, Safaree Samuels, and Shondrae "Bangladesh" Crawford, (2010). Performed by Cheryl, The Real Housewives of Neukölln, Trash Drag show S2 Finale: Tschüssi to the CLUB, at The CLUB, Berlin 24 Feb 2017.
feedback exercise:
go in
go out
go in and out
go out and in
circulate
destroy system
circulate
Feedback Exercise by Augustin Maurs (2017).