LEGS Zurich

'acute' text 1 by Andrea Saemann, «Das ist Nadine Schwarz»

Andrea Saemann writes an acute text for the performances on Saturday 27.02.2016 from 11:00 to 19:33 on the occasion of LEGS at Corner College Zurich.

Dorothea says «This is Nadine Schwarz». People are still talking. 8 minutes to go, Nadine kneels with computer, an oleander is pushed in. «I think this is linoleum.» «Yes.» 1 table, 1 bag, 2 splinted fingers on the left. The question of identity is settled with baked goods. | 1 half ladle is presented as a chair, bangs and sticks and doesn't stick. | Her little green lizard bag hangs while metals roar, harmonies draw, keyboards limp. Standing to the sound with their hands in the bag. | 2, 2, 2, 2. Chairs, amps, guitars, paper bags, men in pigeon looks. The beaks remain closed. | The oleander is the child and has all kinds of things to say about renovation work on the Lehmbodenalp. round + 1 AKW blue crowned = 1 desire to roll in the mirror of the weather. | 6 minutes to go. Gugus, dada and the coffee rattles. | Urs photographs how a beamer is set up, by stocking overhead fur torso with spotted hand. Schwarzschön helps. «Cruel world Milky Diamond» takes place. With Coke. | «She knows what she wants.» «Früschi Luft (fresh air).» | Now counting, scooping water and directing men with felt pens. With 1 red and 1 yellow. | A red star in a circle on natural linen. Solid sewing, crowned by empty cellophane. Then - the forest of leaves, heischah... | He carries the nozzle ...

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'acute' text 2 by Marie-Anne Lerjen, «Legs Zürich»

Marie-Anne Lerjen writes about the performances on Saturday 27.02.2016 from 11:00 to 19:33 on the occasion of LEGS at Corner College Zurich.

57 performances were shown. Each performance lasted 9 minutes. A sentence was written for each performance.
The Grittibänzen (traditional sweet Swiss pastry) lack the identity.
Sticking and remaining elastic gives shape.
Pigeons begin to fight back.
A singing plant moves through the new building.
A fungal culture grows on a bacterial culture.
Why is the corner so ashamed?
A trumpeter falls into the amniotic fluid.
The last primeval bird flees the heath.
Agents are bugged.
The ship is sinking and yet there is celebration.
Dada roars in earnest.
A thunder dance pierces the silence.
Who can know what he wants.
That's how woolly the balance appears.

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