I wish I’d had us grading me at Davidson. Either we can’t give a bad grade, or everything at Spoleto was pretty damn good. The lowest we graded any act was a C for This War is Live. We doled out two C+s, and everything else straight up tickled our fancy.

Then again, how do you grade art? I gave Silence of Lucky a B+, but on a scale of entertainment, that would have meant Monkey deserves something way before A. But Lucky was one guy. Monkey has fifteen chicks twirling ten plates each, and as a good friend put it, “some bitch sits on her own face.” (watch ‘yo mouth, Uncle A)

Anyway, in the name of completely gratuitous posts (I promise I’ve got some hard-hitting enviro crap coming tomorrow),  enjoy this absolutely horrific piece of ‘art.’

But then again, are we grading on a scale of entertainment or intellectual stimulation?