everything that lives moves . . .

everything that lives moves . . .

Tuesday, November 24, 2015


The Womb
OKC

I was to meet my dear “French Okie” friend downtown at the Bleu Garten food truck plaza for my birthday . . . the big 43.  It was windy and cool, so we skipped the outdoor venue and tried some new place called the Sidecar, which has a vintage motorcycle vibe with a modern twist.  It was in the historic automobile alley district, where the old car dealerships were located in the early days in multi-story red brick warehouses topped with neon Buick and Pontiac signs.    
 
Automobile Alley
Broadway
OKC


The Sidecar was on the side of one of these old brick buildings next to the railroad tracks.  It had a long, aerodynamic bar and a rollup-garage door opening up to a narrow sidewalk, the busy traffic whizzing by just below.      
With a name like Sidecar, you’d think there would be plenty of parking for, well, motorcycles.  But no such luck.  I even asked the bartender if I could park my Sportster on the sidewalk to which she replied with a blank stare.  So I parked a block away near The Womb art gallery, which is owned by OKC’s fantastically flamboyant Flaming Lips front man Wayne Coyne.    
The Flaming Lips, "The Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Song (With All Your Power)" https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kjrUOlK2714
If you are curious about the name of this gallery, well . . . the inside is an expansive “womb” with giant, grotesque, neon intestinal tubes and tunnels, with tangles of veiny cables and foamy, soft florescent organs . . .  all large enough to climb on and walk through.  Yes, you can actually crawl through an enormous, pink colon.    
The Flaming Lips, “Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots Pt. 1”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZdDHi5SSIlM
What would entry into The Womb be without a vagina, so Wayne had someone paint a large pink one on the front door.  In case you are disturbed by my description, here’s a picture to show you that all the playful colors and geometric patterns temper the seediness just a bit. 
On my way to the Sidecar I walked by The Womb’s front door, where I saw several lovely 30-something women giggling and taking selfies in front of this rock and roll masterpiece.  As I was taking my helmet off, chuckling out loud because I thought they didn’t know what it was, one of them yelled, “hey, I’ll bet you know what this is!” . . . to which I replied, “of course!”.   

The Womb
OKC
    



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