Dad Band

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Sacha Yanow . New York City . USA

A lovely yet bizarre father-daughter karaoke evening

Terrible air-guitar, stiff, awkward dancing: nobody is (un)cooler than Sacha Yanow as her own father. She appears in front of us with a false moustache, wearing a checked shirt and jeans. In beautifully terrible karaoke versions of his favourite songs – including a pantomime interpretation of the brass section from Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band – she presents his eccentric idiosyncrasies and habits, thereby creating an intimate and loving portrait of her father. She never completely disappears into her father’s role, but it is precisely where they don’t overlap that their similarities are made visible, it is precisely this that allows the audience to see Sacha Yanow’s father through her own eyes.

If I can make it there, I’ll make it anywhere
Martine Dennewald and Ruth Mayer (Professor for American Studies at the Leibniz University Hannover) will discuss with Abigail Browde and Michael Silverstone (600 HIGHWAYMEN) and Sacha Yanow (Language English) on June 18 at 2:30 pm at Cumberlandsche Galerie.

Father & Daughter Special: Fathers and daughters visiting Dad Band together receive a drink on presentation of their tickets at the info desk in the Festival Center.

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Written . Performed by Sacha Yanow Directing consultant Leslie Strongwater Dramaturge Morgan Bassichis Production manager Serena Wong
Originally commissioned by the New Museum, New York in 2015. Dad Band was conceived and premiered during Wynne Greenwood's Kelly exhibition and residency at the New Museum. Curated by Johanna Burton,  Stephanie Snyder, Sara O'Keeffe
Special Thanks to Wynne Greenwood, Signe Mae Olson, Melissa Levin and most especially to Richard Yanow


Ballhof Zwei


16.06. 21:00 Uhr

17.06. - 18.06. 17:00 Uhr

Admission Advance booking 18 Euro . Evening box office 20 Euro
Concessions Advance booking 9 Euro . Evening box office 10 Euro
Introduction 17.06. 16:30 Uhr . Foyer Ballhof Zwei
Warm-up 17.06. 16:00 Uhr . Ballhof Zwei
Duration 1h . no interval
Language American English

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Nora Chipaumire and Sacha Yanow

By Katherine Brewer Ball 

Fathers loom large in the works of Brooklyn-based artists Nora Chipaumire and Sacha Yanow. While the shape and weight varies in each artist’s piece, the figure of the father ghosts the bodies of both Chipaumire and Yanow as they inhabit the grand and dangerous space of the boxing ring and the family room. Chipaumire’s portrait of myself as my father (2016) features Zimbabwean-born Chipaumire, Senegalese performer Papa Ibrahima Ndiaye (a.k.a. Kaolack) and Jamaican-born dancer Shamar Watt inside a large boxing ring. Kaolack and Chipaumire are tethered together with black and white nylon or elastic. Dancing and shifting her weight from foot to foot, Chipaumire faces the back of the stage repeating the lines, “To free the African from the African. To liberate the African from the African. The African must be free from his box, from his swagger.” Her shadow grows and shrinks on the back scrim as Watt moves the halogen working lights around the space. Chipaumire explains, “I’m trying to construct my father and walk in his shoes. I construct him in the meta of all these giants that I worship because clearly given the fate of the black male right now, I think what we’re missing is heroes, is superheroes.” For Chipaumire, the father, and the black African man more specifically, needs new images, more narratives. 


She fabricates the father that she never knew in the image of Joe Louis, Jack Johnson, and Muhammad Ali, or Nelson Mandela, Patrice Lumumba and Steve Biko. Chipaumire carries the speculative image of her father across the bodies, gestures, and languages of the three performers. Chipaumire tells us, “You can’t dismiss what happens to you physically as you sit in that space and you experience the work, or your journey with the work. There’s also what happens as the after-image or the after-sound. After you leave the physical space of the performance, the performance continues to be in conversation with your mind, your body, your pallet. I say I’m making work that is interested and invested very much in this thing of ‘how do you create an experience?’ and ‘how do you defy all these gazes?’” Superheroing the black man, Chipaumire’s gestural and sonic language continues working against Western visual regimes even after the performance is done.


In Sacha Yanow’s solo performance piece, Dad Band, she calls forth the figure of her ex-New Yorker father from his current home in Williamstown, Massachusetts. In conversation with artist Wynne Greenwood’s video-performance band Tracy and the Plastics, Yanow developed Dad Band as a portrait of her father, a sort of middle-class American Jewish dad archetype. She explains, “my dad is somebody who I have a pretty distant relationship with, or I did growing up. So I was thinking, how can I use this opportunity to band together with my dad and get to know him better? I started with the things that I sort of did know about him which were a lot of, like, his habits, his clothes, the shirts he likes, the shoes he likes, some of the music he likes, his Agatha Christie novels.” In the process of banding together with her father Yanow discovers the parts of him that she subconsciously reproduces, what she casually refers to as “the dad inside.” Yanow continues, “It's weird, like, how my dad's humor is a lot like my own lesbian humor, like the lesbians I know. I used to raid his closet for his flannels. That’s all he had. I would wear his jeans, his shirts. So there's something about that as part of, like, how I was understanding my own gender.” Performing the queer dad inside of her, Yanow sings her favorite dad songs, plays dress-up with his checkered shirts, and reads the newspaper; she crafts a loving and intimate image of the dad that she remembers, a dad that seems distant perhaps precisely because he is required to perform such an over-determined role. Finding her way into what feels like a hermetically sealed white patriarchal position, Yanow inhabits the versions of her dad-self that she both loves and resists. Dad Band is a love letter to every dad that holds himself at a distance, and a critique of all that is lost in such defensive and fearful stances.

The father is a heavy historical figure. Getting under the skin of the image machine, cross cut by the history of the West and colonialism. Chipaumire and Yanow create affective relations and speculative embodiments of their fathers. The father figure comes into focus just enough to see the shadows and forms it casts, even though, as Chipaumire reminds me, “not everything is legible to everybody.” 


Katherine Brewer Ball
is a writer based in New York. She is Visiting Assistant Professor of Performance Studies in the Theater Department and affiliated faculty in African American Studies at Wesleyan University, where she previously served as the Mellon Postdoctoral Fellow at Wesleyan’s Center for the Humanities from 2013-2014. She is also faculty at the Institute for Curatorial Practice in Performance. Brewer Ball earned her PhD in Performance Studies at New York University’s Tisch School of the Arts in 2013. Her research and teaching interests include theater, visual culture, Black, Indigenous, and Latina/o aesthetics, feminist theory, queer studies, and psychoanalysis.