...there was a lady and she was dressed up like a dog... well I don't mean a full suit of hair or anything just a collar because she was like doing this burlesque thing... and it is three days later and I am still wiping bits of dog food from my clothes...
...she was racing about to some heavy electronic music... I think it was drum and bass and it skittered with an excess of energy... she jumped down from her platform and found some things... a bowl, like a dog would eat from, a washing bowl, some sparklers and a big tin of dog food...
So, at this point, the inevitable questions arise. Is this a statement of feminist intent, parodying the control fantasies of pornography and patriarchy, challenging with casual nudity...
...it was not what I would call casual nudity as she was racing around the room... water spouted outwards, then she threw the dog food at the audience and then she pulled out a t-shirt from a place where I would rather not say...
The sense of danger was palpable - not in any abstract sense but quite literally when she waved burning sparklings across her body and squirted water from her bottom onto the audience. And a large chunk of dog food hit me on the shoulder with some force...
Does Mouse adapt the burlesque comfort with nudity and weaponise it? Does talking about a naked woman necessarily have to consider feminism?
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