Tales from Tibahni I: PubliBoys
We played “Those Days Are Over-Or Are They?” in Tibahni, Vienna and Bern in the beginning of August 2020.
Premise of the Game
nowadays, even the streets are so, so empty.
especially at night.
Tibahni is a city of Music and Play. Where do you rave?
rules (implicit and explicit mixed)
Decide on a meeting place with whoever can leave the house in your city. The DJ, wherever they are, cares for the Playlist. Listen to it and dance at the meeting place or move on. Send the DJ some voice messages from time to time.
the tale (subjective perspective of 1ForschA)
in hindsight, it was one of the best parties ever. so much to begin with.
so we had decided among some friends in Bern and Vienna, to meet and play in Tibahni.
The Person in Vienna couldn't leave the house, in Bern we were 7 people and allowed to do so.
The person in Vienna was the sewer and we all were a gang of movers (to know more about the concepts, check out tibahni.global)
the sewer decided for us to go to The Statue. we decided to rent some PubliBikes – public E-Bikes – and buy some beers. we (a group of Women and Nonbinaries) all dressed up as bad cycling boys, or, as they are called here, Publiboys: jogging trousers in tennis socks. hats worn sideways. big heavy gold chains. cheap beer in cans. cigarettes. sleeveless shirts.
it was so much fun to listen to the tracks, perform toxic masculinity and cruise through the city. the DJ put on songs they thought of as fitting from a distance, they fueled their imagination through our tales and rare photos. this, again, empowered our performance.
things we noticed
following soon