Da Da Da
I was enjoying our 40th Anniversary party the other night when a listener approached me to ask if we’d “received any feedback on the Dada and Surrealism Festival, and was any of it negative?” I replied, “No…Nothing much. What, are you going to be the first guy to complain?” He laughed because, as you can guess, we heard from listeners in droves.
Personally, I enjoyed the salutary effects of a break from the “news cycle.” For a few blissful days, we knew nothing of what McCain said about Obama or vice versa—no coverage of “terrorist fist jabs,” who was pregnant and when they were getting married or the finer points of Paris Hilton’s energy plan. We turned instead to the audacity of Dada.
This jump beyond the rational and the quotidian, offered a sense of respite and freedom for some, as illustrated in this text message from listener Brooke Cardin to host Daniel Flessas: “I love DADA. When we reach true DADA, the unreality becomes indistinguishable from the previously accepted norms. A delicious calm underlies our confusion. The war is absurd, and we can at last separate it from ourselves. Viva DADA.”
I hear and understand that the five-day festival was not popular with everyone. I know that it won’t push us past OPB in the drive-time ratings. For the people who say that the station went way overboard, I respect that position. Yet I am also happy that KBOO can still be outrageous, creative, fun and on occasion fly in the face of all common sense. It’s nice not to be serious every once in awhile.