So I love art that makes me laugh. Ridiculous stuff that I have no other response I can give.
This weekend I got the musical equivalent. I'm a board advisor to the Sónar Lisboa festival, which happened last weekend. So Saturday I walked in on a performance called "Gabber Eleganza presents 'The Hakke Show'".
Sónar is heavy electronic/experimental music, so there's an Italian DJ set at center stage. But surrounding him was a wild array of athletic characters on platforms. They fist-pumped, fast-stepped, and kicked to furious 180bpm beats with thundering kick drums and distorted synths.
The whole spectacle gave off a ridiculous crystal-meth-infused rage of 8-bit Donkey Kong music mashed with a Jane Fonda cardio workout video. A Mad-Max-refugee hype man wearing only shorts, sweat, tattoos, and a mullet fist-pumped the audience into a fervor as he yelled into his mic, "I AM THE BAAAAD BOYYYY!!"
My brain could only guess I was witnessing performance art mockery of our addictive self-improvement, optimization, and performative fitness culture mixed with gamer narcissism at a rave. So I busted out laughing. It was beyond ridiculous.
Then I only later learned this was a revival of 1990s gabber culture - a mutant offshoot of Dutch electronic hardcore from Rotterdam with an underground subculture that blew up, got appropriated by the commercial mainstream (as always happens, used in Kit Kat commercials and crap like that), and retreated for years in the wilderness of Holland's Bible Belt. With people shaving their heads, wearing tracksuits and Nikes, and doing the same hakken dance of spastic kicking and finger-pointing.
Here's just two sample clips (pretty tame edits vs what I saw, btw) from Sónar Barcelona last year:
A total "WTF was THAT??"
Can any fellow Dutch juventini comment on this scene? Apparently it's been making a comeback in recent years.