Archive for February, 2009

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DIY Femme Fest 09 Programme Schedule

February 22, 2009

This will be the programme schedule for the fest. You don’t want to miss anything, do you? See ya!

12.00pm : Workshops, Exhibition & Infobooths (1st Floor)

12.00pm : Stencil Resistance by Rat @ F-Code (1st Floor)
12.00pm Exhibition : F-Code, Vantiani, Melissa, Haruka Hana, Hafiz Bastard, Poodien, Niesa Assault, Stoner Fairy, Ain, Epi and Carol
12.00pm : NOSC, United Against Discrimination, FNBKL, Massa Kritikal, A//Liberty, Human First and Coathangers Revolt

12.30pm : Free lunch provided and prepared by Ricecooker, Human First & Food Not Bombs

1.00pm : Band Perfomance (1st Floor)

1.00pm : Weot Skam
1.40pm : Abysmal Fornikate
2.20pm : The Pips
3.00pm : Mass Separation

1.00pm : Workshop (2nd Floor – Studio)

1.00pm : Reclaim Your Body by Cher and Friends
1.40pm : No Racism by Pakatan Baju Rakyat

3.40pm : Workshop (1st Floor)

3.40pm : How to Start Your Own Food Not Bombs by FNBKL

4.30pm : Bands (1st Floor)

4.30pm : Tormentress
5.10pm : Apparatus
5.50pm : Pusher
6.30pm : Pazahora
7.10pm : Straightjacket Nation

**Note: Band schedule might be revised on the date of the fest itself.

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Free Your Heart, Liberate Your Cunt!

February 20, 2009

Finally, the design for the 2nd t-shirt is ready! Above is a preview of it; it will be printed in white ink on black/navy blue shirts. Limited quantities (from sizes XXS to XL) available.

Pre-orders not entertained. Look out for it at the fest!

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DIY Femme Fest ’09 : The Programme

February 19, 2009

Do note that due to the nature of the fest, it will kick off at 12pm, so if you don’t want to miss out on anything, please don’t be late! Early birds will be getting free goodies at the door. There will also be yummy vegan food (whilst supplies last) for everyone.

Also, SELF-RIGHTEOUS BASTARDS will not be able to play the fest due to unforeseen circumstances (what a cliché, right, but what can we say?). Replacing them will be PAZAHORA, dark crust from Singapore. WEOT SKAM from Penang have also been added to the fest line-up; they will be opening the fest with a thrash!

Looking forward to see you there! It will be a blast.

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Look Out for the Coathangers Zine #1 at the Fest!

February 16, 2009

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After months and months of hard work, the first issue of Coathangers is finally out! Contents include: sexual harrassment/sexism in the DIY hardcore-punk scene, a look into body image, an examination of the cultural meanings of the “cunt”, a C.L.I.T Fest 2008 report, art, poetry, comics, and more.

Copies will be given out at the fest, so keep a lookout for it, folks.

p/s: There will also be the official fest shirts (refer to the previous post; 24 pieces only!), limited edition t-shirts (to be unveiled by the end of the week) and patches for sale at the fest.

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DIY Femme Fest T-shirts : Pre-Order Now!

February 16, 2009

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Riots, Not Diets!

February 9, 2009

Written by Emily Frances and originally published in Fight Boredom #3, we only thought it apt that we re-publish it here, especially since we have, in the previous post, touched on beauty standards and the scrutiny of female celebrities in pop culture. Is punk culture a separate entity from the dominant culture? We’d like to think so, but the reality is that the former is ensconced in the latter, and if we want to change the world, we must first look within.

The below article opines on an issue which is oft-unrecognized and possibly taboo in the punk/radical/anarchist community, albeit from a Western perspective, but is still extremely pertinent and needs to be addressed.

What do you picture when you think of the ideal radical?

I’ll tell you what we come up with in my community. Skinny, white, pretty, young. Messy hair, tight clothes covered in patches. Unshaven. Piercings and tattoos. This is the unspoken “beauty” standard in radical communities.

In Raleigh, the wingnuts mental health collective, along with the Cooch Care women’s health collective, organized an event called “Riots Not Diets: A Day of Radical Body Acceptance”. That is the first thing we talked about. What are the standards of appearance in the radical community? What happens if you don’t fit the mold? And what kind of pressure does it put on people who don’t fit those standards?

In mainstream culture, it’s acceptable — and actually expected — to hate the way you look, especially if you’re a woman. If you eat more than a salad, you’re supposed to grasp at your stomach and exclaim, “oh, I shouldn’t have eaten so much!” You’re supposed to talk about how little you’re going to eat the next day, and how much you’re going to exercise. These things are normal. But in the radical community, we’re supposed to be “above” these things. We know all the right answers, we know all about oppression. We, as feminists, know that the diet industry — and all of advertising, really — is patriarchal, capitalist bullshit. We know these things.

But the fact is that, even in our communities, there is still a hierarchy based on appearance. So not only is there pressure to look a certain way, but there’s pressure to act like we don’t care about beauty standards.

So we know these things, they make sense on paper, or in our conversations around the dinner table. But when I go to conferences, people avoid me because I’m fat and kind of dress like a hippie. And suddenly, I feel like shit. Because these activists, these supposedly enlightened people, assume something about me that they don’t like. Maybe they think that I’m lazy and greedy. I couldn’t possibly bike or be vegan. Obviously. Because I’m fat. What the fuck, y’all?

It all started when I read this article online about eating disorders in radical communities. I found it about a week ago after a close friend (and housemate in our activist collective) went into an eating disorders treatment facility, and it hit so close to home that I read it five times in one day. I brought it to the mental health collective and shared it with them. It sparked a big conversation, which turned into planning the event.

So after talking about the beauty standards, we talked about eating disorders in the radical community. I know five people, off the top of my head, who are dealing with an eating disorder of some kind. They’re all anarchists who should, supposedly, be above that. Right? Obviously not. Because none of us were raised in complete isolation from society, we got all the brainwashing that everyone else did. We still have voids that we fill with food. Even more so, being hyperaware of the evils of the world, we still feel like we need to be in control of something, and for some people, that something becomes food.

The question that came up in the workshop was, what can we do? What needs to be done? Can we fight someting like this, when it’s still such a taboo topic? Two different women said, “This. Discussions, events like this. We need to get rid of the shame around all of this. We need to talk. This event is exactly what we need right now.” And my eyes teared up, because, shit, we did something right.

So that’s what you can do. Talk about it, don’t assume that your friends are “too smart” to fall into these traps, or that they know too much about the patriarchal bullshit media to succumb to those pressures. If there’s open dialogue, then people will be more aware, and more importantly, they’ll know that it’s not taboo. So when they start to feel weird about their bodies, or get weird food habits, they’ll know who they can go to and say, “hey, can you check it on me?” They’ll know that they’re not the only ones dealing with it. If we get these topics out in the open [without judgement], they won’t feel so ashamed, and people won’t be so afraid to ask for the help they need.

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Say What? The Patriarchy Hates My Gut(s)

February 9, 2009

If you haven’t been living in a cave for the last few weeks, I’m sure you’ve heard the news: Jessica Simpson has GAINED WEIGHT.

Am I the only one sick of seeing photos of her everywhere I go? Whether it’s an image splashed across the cover of People magazine or linked to from one of the blogs I read or even on some pop-culture television show, I always end up getting frustrated by the obsession with women’s weight gain patterns that the media (hell, society!) tends to have.

And it’s not just this one isolated case. From Kirstie Alley to Janet Jackson to Oprah, people just can’t seem to stop analyzing their weights. It’s also not just in cases of extreme weight gain either. How many false pregnancy accusations have there been? Often headlines have read, “JENNIFER ANISTON PREGNANT?” or “KATIE HOLMES LOOKS PREGNANT.” A woman in our pop culture isn’t allowed to put on any weight without suddenly being knocked up. What’s even worse is the photos that have been put out in the past of celebrities “pigging out”. Oh ha ha! A famous woman indulging in a cheeseburger! What a fatty! Look how gross she looks!

These types of images (with big arrows pointing to “baby bumps”, ones showing how an actress has clearly “let herself go”, and depicting women “stuffing their faces”) express to the public how far from the norm an overweight woman is supposed to be. You better keep that tummy tucked, or you’ll be the laughing stock of everyone you know!

While this phenomenon isn’t only directed at women, it seems much more traditional to critique a woman’s weight than a man’s. How often have you seen images of male celebrities with captions about how clearly they need to get back on their exercise regime?

Just think about the incredibly unrealistic standards women are held up to when Angelina Jolie isn’t allowed to eat a fucking sandwich.