THE FRITE OF SPRING

You stumble upon a clearing in the woods. Baby fawns drape you in garlands of spanish moss and spring hay. You can hear pan flutes and synthesizers somewhere in the distance. You spy cloven hoof prints in the dewy grass and follow them through the glade to the Bell House. The villagers have brought a disco ball for sacrifice. Satyrs and nymphs pirouette across the stage drawing runes in the dirt. We open up your head with a dowser stick and do the maypole with your brains.

Feather yourself in flora and fauna, commune with the earth and pilgrimage to CHERYL this month as we welcome the change of seasons and the arrival of spring with dance floor rituals from before time began. Dress like wallpaper. Picture Eden. Classical idylls. Harps, lyres and Hot Chip. Ancient facepaint.

May 8, 10:30pm to 4am, The Bell House, Brooklyn, NY $5 before midnight, $10 after

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