BUCCI × ꒰(・ ‿ ・)꒱
PARANOIA

There's something that's been with me for a very long time, from messy basement parties in a small town, to realizing that parmesan is different than the sticky yellow cheese you used to grate onto your bollo, to texting with academic kids named trophy faggot or pau_laX on Instagram: I'm always afraid of being exposed. I'm always looking for proof that I don't belong. And the more I try to live something like everyday life, the more I am drawn into something that I now know is called paranoia. For Freud, paranoia is even an inseparable part of my queer existence. Really? Because I'm queer, I suffer from paranoia? Okay, Dr. Freud! But what kind of knowledge enables paranoia? What does its view of the world obscure? And: If my paranoia has helped me survive in the provinces, is it still helpful now, or is it threatening to engulf me?

The newest BUCCI × ꒰(・ ‿ ・)꒱ delivery is a sunset ride with rough, mild and something-in-between looks at the previously far too secret histories of queer suspicion and suspect queerness. lynn t musiol and Marcus Peter Tesch playfully explore paranoid queer theory from Sigmund Freud to Eve Kosofsky Sedgwick in their performance and continue to explore their very own balance between spontaneity and appointment, the pre-rehearsed and the unrehearsed.