Yung Lung 2022
Yung Lung is a hybrid party/performance for the end of days – a rave on Mount Olympus. It centres around a monolithic audio-visual podium that is a stage for the dancers, possessed and propelled by an extreme barrage of visual content trawled from the depths of the digital universe. The work lays siege to the space as upright techno shatters sound barriers and video burns retinas, in an abrasive communion between hard tech and babyfaced bodies. Yung Lung is a techno treatise and party prophecy where history is buried under feet that stomp beyond the information age.
Creative Team
Concept, Direction & Choreography: Antony Hamilton
Set Design: Callum Morton
Composition/Sound Design: Chiara Kickdrum
Lighting Design: Bosco Shaw
Costume Design: P.A.M.
Video Content Creation: Kris Moyes
Video Content Assemblage: Kris Moyes, Antony Hamilton and Nicholas Moloney
Original Performers: Madeleine Bowman, Rachel Coulson, Marni Green, Samuel Harnett-Welk, Cody Lavery, Summer Penney, Damian Meredith, Ren
Artistic Director Antony Hamilton
Executive Director Kristy Ayre
Stage Manager: Lyndie Li Wan Po
Video Realisation and Programming: Nick Moloney
Audio Engineer: Gideon Cozens
Technical Operator: Siobhain Geaney
Production Manager: Blair Hart
World Premiere Season
Sydney Festival
Carriageworks
20–23 January 2022
Melbourne Premiere Season
The Substation
1–12 February 2022
Yung Lung was commissioned through RISING’s A Call to Artists initiative, a program supported by Creative Victoria, City of Melbourne and Besen Family Foundation.
This work includes footage from the National Film and Sound Archive of Australia
Media
“Yung Lung left me absolutely gob-smacked. It is one of the most entertaining and provocative pieces of theatre I’ve seen in recent memory” – TheatreTravels.org
"Hamilton’s astonishing ability to weave together the country’s most eminent and interesting creatives across music, design and art, has led to a collaboration of the kind only seen once every decade." – Australian Arts Review
“One comes away from Yung Lung strangely optimistic [...] that amidst our foreboding future, human creativity and empathy can still shine through. That even after the apocalypse, defiant visionaries such as Hamilton and Chunky Move will still be determined to create, dance and party on. ” – Dance Informa
“Mechanic duets are fentanyl for the eyes – just tip your head back slightly and let the mesmeric precision flow." – The Saturday Paper
"The work's visceral effort reasserts a shared aliveness in the here and now" – The Conversation
Dance to distraction. Dance to forget. Dance to the infinite. Dance until history is dead and buried and let the rave go on. Let the party go on. Let the dance go on and let the dawn come. The internet turns on. Turns up. Turns out. Spits out. We turn on. Turn up. Turn out. Spit out. History. Old giants. Great giants. Bad giants. Silver and platinum giants. Terrible peacocks with bright feathers. Buried under feet that stomp. Feet that rave. Feet that party. Feet that forget. Ideas turn on. Turn up. Turn out. Bastard ideas jump with no parachute. No plan. No memory. Information pours down like Niagara Falls. Have you ever tried to follow a single rain drop in a running stream? You drown. History is yesterday’s information. Check your history. Delete your history. Never read last weeks newspapers. Go to sleep with the TV on. No sleep. History weeps and the party goes on. Let’s put make up on. Let’s put paint on. Let’s put pretty on. Let’s cover everything up with ornament and decoration of blue and orange and purple. Let’s diminish greatness and watch the long sunset on the golden promise of knowledge. The internet’s 10th birthday. Fun time. The internet’s 20th birthday. Impending doom. The internet’s 30th birthday. Yung Lungs come. Yung Lungs rise. Yung Lungs energise. Yung Lungs dance on the graves of visionaries past, to eat all history to the end of time.
– Antony Hamilton