“The ass was also one of the images of the popular-festive system of the Middle Ages, for instance in the “Festival of the Ass.'” —Mikhail Bakhtin, Rabelais and His World
Just got back from the Velvet Perineum, and boy, are my arms tired . . . from raising can after can of ice cold, refreshing Pabst Blue Ribbon to my pie hole. Eeyowch! Nobody’s safe here tonight!
Like past incarnations of the Horizontal Action Blackout, this year’s festival—the first since 2006—offered a diverse party platter of wild sounds for discerning hedonists young and old.