HIGH Tech

Sick of the polluting dust of queerwashing glitter and stagnant, competitive environments, we are resetting and migrating our bodies, our modifiable wetware codes, lubricated and fluid, away from the landscape of gentrified club culture.

Tired of fake sexual liberation enacted by impenetrable and homogeneous identities, we are transmitting a disturbance, a transhackfeminist electronic distortion.

Weary of the useless and recursive manipulation of déca-dance music, we study, construct and fail with all that is around us. With multiple, perverted, furious ends, we hack and recode all that is static and programmed by mindless social and technological dominion.

We ingest uppers, empathogenics, psychedelics and dissociatives as an antidote to the heteropatriarchal and capitalistic greed that deranges our minds.

We have found a place for our rituals.
We had dreamed it, written it in science fiction.

Now we live with HIGH Tech potentiality, taking off together with desires in common, with our differences to empower us all.

The walls tremble and the rhythm penetrates each tiny hole exciting our neurons. Outside of calculated and homogeneous beats, we change the apparent path of events by transiting obscure anti-melodies and creating protocols for unlimited experimentation.

If we can’t rave, it’s not our revolution.

We are geek whores, cyborg bitches.
We join covens for our dissolute alchemies.
We spit out performances and assemble sound systems with our breasts bared.

Industrial distortions and hypnotic landscapes become the uncontrollable secretions of our mutant desires. Electronautics and bioelectricity saturate the dance floor. The acid smell of our hormones shakes the machine with our hands, sweat and disperse attention.

We fuck up, we fuck – we are.

We laugh about everything, about ourselves . . .
We parody what is socially understood to be feminine, what is supposed to be masculine.
We question the identity of assigned genders. We exaggerate it, ridicule it, fuck with it.

Fed by pornoterrorism and free culture,
we know how to use our teeth and claws if need be.

CONCEPT
Sir Rita and Fiore Heiden
Inspired by the tRANS hACK fEMINISt manifesto.

GRAPHICS
Sir Rita

LINEUP
ego|n auflösung
Clarisse
Cocktail Twinks

PERFORMANCE
Bobby Brim
Lynx and Zafiro

VISUALS
Pixelflowers

LIGHTS
Pixi

DECOR
ego|n auflösung