On the 55th anniversary of the first atomic bomb explosion, July 16 2000, I inserted a microphone into a woman’s vagina on stage to sample her heartbeat and play live noise with it in a former Masonic lodge in Covington Kentucky. Interpretive dance by Lauren Brown. My deep respect goes to Julie Roessler, the model, who sustained intense composure throughout the piece performed in front of the standard mix of artists and catcalling rednecks that Northern Kentucky provided at that time. Thanks to Wit for filming and occasionally yelling at hecklers in between his own heckling.

I was too sick to go on a Death Beam tour in 2004. So I made a weird video of myself playing drums they could project while they played. Don’t think they used it. It’s pretty weird. It zones though.