At first it was a timely but unpredictable destination. You would go there on Friday or Saturday nights, or sometimes both, without any real plan, any fixed trajectory. It allowed us to temporarily escape from the quiet suburbs where we lived. A week of dull drudgery was followed by a lively weekend, in the enchantment of a club. And a real one at that. Not a ballroom or a dance hall. Not some suburban cabaret. But a club—both literally and figuratively—where you could wander about or settle into a spot and stay for hours under the magic of artificial lights, like on some soft drug for the senses.
Some souvenirs from the opening of the exhibition Bloody Belgium at PointCulture Bruxelles on the 22th of january.
The show presents posters by Patrice Poch and photographs by Luc Lacroix of the punk scene of Liège in the late seventies and early eighties, and the book they published together: Bloody Belgium.
Live Sets by Cocaine Piss, Coubiac and Progerians.
Multi-sided creator and explorer of new fields of experimentation, Yannick Franck runs the label Idiosyncratics (he also works for the contemporary art center Les Brasseurs and the magazine Flux News).
He will present his perception of the underground as a “gnostic cultural tradition” and as a place of resistance to and independance from established cultural dogmas, and introduce the work of his label Idiosyncratics.