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| Press Release No. 2, August 29, 2005 download DOC version |
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| Once there was a man that above his shoulders had, instead of a head, a hollow pumpkin. This was of no great help to him. But he still wanted to be Number One. That’s the sort of person he was. For a tongue, he had an oak leaf hanging from his mouth, and his teeth were cut out with a knife. Instead of eyes, he just had two round holes. At the back of the holes, two candle stumps flickered. Those were his eyes. They didn’t help him see very far. And yet, he said his eyes were better than anyone’s, the braggart. On his pumpkin head he wore a tall hat; he used to take it off when anyone spoke to him. He was so polite. |
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| Once, this man went for a walk. But the wind blew so hard that his eyes went out. He wanted to light them up again, but he had no matches. He started to cry with his candle ends, because he couldn’t find his way home. So, now he sat there, held his pumpkin head between his hands, and wanted to die. But dying didn’t come to him so easily. First, there had to come a June bug, which ate the oak leaf from his mouth; there had to come a bird, which pecked a hole in his pumpkin skull; there had to come a child, who took away the two candle stumps. Then, he could die. The bug is still eating the leaf. The bird is pecking still. And the child is still playing with the candle stumps. |
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| You, and citizens of Lithuania and its vicinity, have an opportunity of witnessing Pumpkin Head and other human curiosities at an exhibition soon to be unveiled in the city of Vilnius. The public is respectfully informed that contemporary works dealing with magic, markets, the undead, and other black themes will be on display for positively two months only, from September 23–November 20, 2005. |
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For this purpose, the curators have procured the spacious saloon known as the CAC at: Tickets of admission 6 Lt, each. |
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| The saloon that opened in 1968 had a change of management and a facelift in 1992, is the largest in the Baltic States and at 2400 square metres is considered one of the largest drinking halls in Northern Europe. Apart from its excellent atmosphere and drinking, the CAC is known for presenting a broad range of Lithuanian and international entertainments including: extraordinary exhibitions, peculiar lectures, seminars, performances, uncommon film and video screenings, and lively new music events. The saloon even has its own television show CACTV, and recently launched its own magazine CAC INTERVIU. |
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| The CAC invites all sorts of unlikely patrons to participate in its entertainment programme, who stop at nothing to make a good show. Some of their guests are well know to all. Some of their best friends have done entertaining stuff, too. Yoko Ono bared her arse for the camera and they made it into wallpaper, Egle Rakauskaite fell asleep in a bed of honey, Keith Wilson made a puddle in front of the building, Pierre Bismuth would write on the side of the building and something cool would happen “every hour a woman in the cac café will light up a cigarette,” Evaldas Jansas grew marijuana in his car parked outside, and Arturas Raila asked 50 of his friends to come in from the cold and ride their choppers or park their cars inside the saloon. See, a friendly saloon: be sure to stop by. |
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| For more information contact the CAC saloonkeepers, at: info at cac.lt tel: 37052609531 or check the following saloon websites: www.cac.lt or www.ultimiere.com or www.blackmarkets.lt |
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