Bloom. She is descending.

created by Lindsay Abromaitis-Smith, 
music by Caroline Yes 
with help from FLOWN and La Guadalupe

From moving human into rooted plant, one woman's journey to manifest physically. The night before I was diagnosed with Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, I dreamed of a goddess made entirely of flowers and plants who told me I had to learn to physically manifest differently. As I slow down, my body in flux, I am allying myself more and more with plants and learning how to become the woman and flower I have always wanted to be. People ask me how it feels. This is my answer.

PuppetBlok! at Dixon Place
September 5th, 2013

FLOWN on The Chris Gethard Show #92

The Chris Gethard Show has been referred to as “an often riveting experiment in seat-of-your-pants broadcasting” by The New York Times, “a party on the public access airwaves” by New York Magazine, and once caused Conan O’Brien to say “we’re going to rip that off.”

Broadcast every Wednesday night at 11pm eastern from the Manhattan Neighborhood Network studios on the far west side of Manhattan and available both live and archived on the internet, TCGS is different each week – sometimes insane, sometimes heartfelt, sometimes sad, and hopefully always in some way funny. With no formula, no budget, and no mainstream attention, the show survives on the heart, inventiveness, and stubborn dedication of the thirty or so people that comprise the cast, crew, and support team of the show on any given week.

Black Dwarf @ 20:00 
Eyes of God 48:00

"I want to see Prince Joffery get MURDERED to that song. Somebody put this band on Game of Thrones!" - Molly Shannon

May 2013

DOUBLE TROUBLE 7" RELEASE PARTY with FLOWN & THE NUMERATORS

 

Secret Project Robot

Brooklyn, NY

Stoner rock witchmetal trio FLOWN are teaming up with psychedelic surf rock outfit THE NUMERATORS to celebrate the simultaneous release of FLOWN'S DEBUT 7" and THE NUMERATORS NEW 7" "DEAD" (Suicide Squeeze).

Joined by the experimental rituals of Long Vera and the jangly electric country rock of Juniper Rising, this will be a night to raise hell and welcome in some long awaited summer magic!

FLOWN 7" Release Party

 

Secret Project Robot

Brooklyn, NY

May 2013

Dana Perry x Caroline Yes 

Live performance of a sonic meditation designed to resonate through each of the chakras, or subtle energy centers of the body. Performed at Greenhouse Holistic as the culmination of a series of 4 workshops exploring the power and shadow aspects of the 7 Chakras using mantra, meditation and breathwork. 

"As we ascend the ladder of the Chakras, Pranic energy begins to travel from root to crown. This work can help us experience our true radiance and free ourselves from blockages and limitations."

April 2013

FLOWN / HILLY EYE / THURN & TAXIS / THELMA & THE SLEAZE / CHURCHES by Homoground on Mixcloud

Halloween 2012

BARDO THODOL, literally translated as The Liberation Through Hearing in the Intermediate State, and more commonly known as The Tibetan Book of the Dead, is a text that describes and guides one through the experiences that the consciousness has after death, during the interval between death and the next rebirth, including information on the signs of death and rituals to undertake when death is closing in, or has taken place.

This show is a visual, sonic, and performative collaboration between the artists with the intention of holding space for, confronting and dancing with death. There will be a giant altar inside a haunted castle, consciousness-altering drones, sparklers, heavy riffs, rock and roll, a ritual sacrifice, psychic flight AND MUCH MORE!!!

Bardo Thodol Halloween Show 2012

Secret Project Robot
Brooklyn, NY

"In an attempt to slay ego of herself and the show audience, and to show the necessary duality of harmony and chaos, and in an effort to reconcile any childhood issues with mothers, the Delphic Sibyl will perform a Death and Rebirth ritual invoking and dedicated to the Hindu Goddess of Chaos and Destruction: Kali. A young man will be chosen, killed, and escorted through the halls of hell to meet Kali, his mother, and ultimately become Kali, while Kali is reincarnated into our current reality."

Choir feat. FLOWN (Caroline Yes, Margot Bianca, Kate Ryan) + Faten Kanaan, Sandra Esther Ciriello, Laura Leontine.

Delphic Oracle

Bardo Thodol Halloween Show 2012

Secret Project Robot

Brooklyn, NY

FLOWN








Bardo Thodol Halloween Show 2012

Secret Project Robot

Brooklyn, NY

"Experimental stoner rock witches who will melt your face and enact their performance-as-ritual to transport you into the realm of psychic flight."

A Ritual to Abolish Fear and Self-Doubt

FLOWN enacted a public ritual to abolish our intimate demons of fear and self-doubt at a punk show with friends and strangers on a Thursday night in September of 2012 at a dive bar in Greenpoint, Brooklyn. 

On the day of the show we gathered around the kitchen table and engaged in a stream-of-consciousness writing exercise using strips of newspaper and colored pencils. We scribbled down the litany of insults, hate words, fear-driven vitriol, undermining assurances, condescending fuck-you's, and iron-clad inadequacies that echo in our minds, distorting themselves in the echo of their emptiness and looming large in our psyches. We have magnified the power of these demons by keeping them silent and hoarding them for ourselves. On this day we choose to expose them, to name them, and to destory them. 

"Lazy. Stupid. Is this what you have done with your privilege? This is terrible. Give up. Why even try? Dumb. Slut. Ugly. Waste of time. Worthless."

We inflated a balloon, filled with hot air, and sealed it. Then we slathered each strip of hate in a petrifying bath of flour and water. We covered the balloon with this cavalcade of vicious fear and we let it dry. Once dry, we sealed it with a layer of paint. Each of us inscribed a face on this hardened head, our ritual sacrifice. Illuminating the faces of our demons made us laugh, and laugh, and laugh. Soon we will destroy you.

...

We went into the garden and breathed the lingering evening air. We placed our hands on the kitchen herbs in their boxes: rosemary, sage, lavender, thyme, lemonbalm, peppermint. We reveled in their earthiness, their goodness, their promise of healing. We felt the sun on their leaves and felt the roughness of their branches. We inhaled deeply, filling our heads with love, connectedness, and the smell of dirt. We plucked stems and leaves and thanked the plants for their gifts to us.

Back inside, the table overflowing with herbs and seeds, we sat and wrote love letters to our demons. 

"It will be ok. You are loved. You have time. Thank you. Trust yourself. You are beautiful. You can do this."

We opened up a bowlful of little plastic prizes from the gumball machine at the supermarket. Emptied of candy, we filled each plastic shell with affirmations, herbs, seeds, heart-shaped rings, crystals, and tiny blessings of love. 

With great fanfare, we popped the balloon inside our hateful demonhead. Shriveled bits of plastic stuck to the inside of its empty skull. Then we scooped up piles of our little plastic love-bombs and filled our demonhead to the brim with affirmations and herbs from the garden. 

...

At midnight, when all the other bands were done, we processed, three hooded witches, through the spilled beer and cigarette butts and strung our demon from a broken mic stand in the middle of the concrete floor in the back room at Tommy's Tavern. We chanted our hate-speech, hardened in the skull of this effigy. At first in a whisper, it grew quickly to a cacophony of shrieks: ragged, bilious words, spit out with greater and greater urgency, a whirling dervish of the most wretched thoughts amplified and echoed until they became an incomprehensible noise, transformed into a litany of feedback and decaying screams. Who knows delivered the first blow. The demonhead swung like a pinata, its faces blurred in the dark and distorted by the guitars crashing into it, ripping it asunder.

...

The smell of fresh dirt and white sage explodes into the room. Geodes fall on the beer-slick concrete and shatter. Prizes scatter across the floor. Friends and strangers shout and grab in the dark for a piece of the light or the noise. 

FLOWN
September 2012

FLOWN

Eyes of God



Yearlong Eclipse



Hearts of Midlothian



Throes




The Grand Victory
Brooklyn, NY
August 2012

Kitchen Table

The Morning After 

July 12, 2012

FLOWN

 

The Bell House w/ White Mystery & Shonen Knife
July 2012
Photos by Lucia Harmon