"Dear Endometriosis: screw you," it began, as if the disease were a pesky cartoon character who would receive this message, emit the word "Eek!" in a speech bubble, then turn on tail and run.
It's a multiple-personality record: rustic, electronic, kitschy, serious, lush, basic; it traffics in dub, marcha frevo, samba, neo-surf, slow and echoey garage-rock, even a kind of post-tropicalista electric blues (in "Vida Bela," recorded with the band Eek in Maceió).
Her store, Song (Praterstrasse 11-13; 43-1-532-28-58; song.at), sells avant-garde fashion by the likes of Balenciaga as well as furnishings by the Dutch designer Piet Hein Eek in a vast industrial space that includes a gallery.
Receiving its English premiere in Jamie Lloyd's rumbustiously enjoyable production, the show pitches us Brits into the arcane alien rituals and anthropological bizarreries of the kind of tortuous, torturing contest for teenagers that seems designed to put the "eek!" in "geek".
Only this week I accidentally sent out an "xx" to a senior colleague, wrote out a sentence to news editors in shouty capital letters (only to follow up with an equally unnecessary apology), and even typed "eek!" in an email to the most senior person in the organisation.
By Tee Shiao Eek In the run-up to the 20th anniversary of the Convention on the Rights of the Child – a landmark international agreement on the basic human rights of all children – UNICEF is featuring a series of stories about progress made and challenges that remain.
