Smells Like Cacophony
Many activities have been inspired by Cacophony and vice versa. Although in San Francisco the 'official' Cacophony label is presently not used often, Zombie attacks, Peewee Herman day (commemorating Paul Reubens' arrest in a pornographic theater) and other goofs are alive and well. The Santa rampages, which many believe have devolved into simple pub crawls, have been largely disassociated from Cacophony. Periodically, clowns, bunnies, zombies, whores and others have staged anti-Santa activities, to shake things up (sometimes called counter-culture jamming). Another example of counter-culture-jamming was Smiley Man, a neon prank installed secretly on the Man at Burning Man 1996, the last year that Cacophony founder John Law was Director of Operations at Burning Man, before control of the festival was taken over by a new corporation headed by one of the other founders, Larry Harvey. John Law had been responsible for the original neon on the Man, six years earlier.
Flash mob activities share some ideas with Cacophony, as well as groups like Improv Everywhere and movements like Discordianism. The Society also has links to the Church of the SubGenius and the annual Saint Stupid's Day Parade held on April 1 in San Francisco, sponsored by Bishop Joey (AKA Ed Holmes) and to the Billboard Liberation Front a group of artist/pranksters responsible for many infamous billboard alterations. Urban Explorers also have taken some inspiration from early Cacophony events such as the Sewer Walks.
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Famous quotes containing the words smells like, smells and/or cacophony:
“Nothing else in the world smells like that.... I love the smell of napalm in the morning.... It smells like victory.”
—Francis Ford Coppola (b. 1939)
“The morning comes to consciousness
Of faint stale smells of beer
From the sawdust-trampled street
With all its muddy feet that press
To early coffee-stands.”
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“O wily painter, limiting the scene
From a cacophony of dusty forms
To the one convulsion,”
—Thom Gunn (b. 1929)