DADA was born in Zurich, Switzerland in 1916 in the Cabaret Voltaire. Hugo Ball, George Grosz, Hans Arp, Marcel Duchamp, Andre Breton, and many other were in attendance. Just a few years later in 1923, the unbelievable happened and Tristan Tzara announced the death of DADA. It was gone forever and the world was grieved at the loss. Nonsense would never be as sophisticated and philosophical and downright "naughty" ever again.
This was the birth of real tragedy.
But then, delusional voices of supernatural comedy informed me that DADA will be reborn. This is unbelievable. There will be a second coming of DADA and nonsense will once again reign supreme. This is a glorious new day to the logically challenged and perennially depressed. Finally we can cry with liberated falsehood and hope that someone brings free bread and wine to the picnic, or at least some salted crackers. Sharpen your six packs gentlemen, and dull your sensibilities to join the marvelous and mischievous mayhem. Be sure to charge your cell phone first. It is bound to happen any day now, and we must be prepared. So, punch a lock and pack your socks. You just wait and see... DADA will be reborn, DADA will rule again.
DADA will rule again.
(Remember to wash your teeth afterwards)
copyright (c) 2017
William Schaeffer
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