Performance
She She Pop
Bullshit
On an empty stage, She She Pop find themselves as salespeople in the endless loop of a sales show. Everything's on offer. On and on goes the search for something they can still put a value on, only to sell it off. Can they still grasp reality with their senses, describe it with words? Can it still be saved? Can anything withstand the clearance? She She Pop have lost their orientation. The central perspective – which taught them how to focus on any goal – has dissolved. Along with the audience, the performers find themselves in a state of free fall. There's a a schism between events and the words that describe them. And into this abyss they fall deeper and deeper.
