Adi Duh's Mid-Life Career Shift
File under: Gurubusting and Wackadoo Gurus
Adi Da never made it as the world savior he predicted he would become in his "mark my words" fantasy, given as a prophetic talk to a few devotees in 1983. Most people just think he's a loon trapped on an island on Fiji smoking lots of the kind bud as he fucks his devotees' wives. [Ed.note: Sounds like a sweet gig to us!] What's a failed avatard like this to do? Why... fall back on a career as an artist:
So let's assume the [Beloved Adi Da Samraj] is in, as his people assure us he is. What's his art look like? Da-da-da-da-damn! To us it looks like technicolor vomit after 10 tabs of "sunshine," but we are proud Philistines in such matters. Judge for yourself -- go to daplastique.com, or take a trip to the Westhaven Center for the Arts on Sunday, Apr. 15, 7 p.m., when some of his work will be exhibited (and, incidentally, offered up for sale).To us his art looks like something produced by a brand-new Adobe Photoshop user. Think bad rave flyer design from about 1991; long on facile manipulation of scanned material and very short on any actual artistic content.
But maybe this will bring the fat man back down to this plane. We get the feeling we'd enjoy hanging with the Da once he realizes he's just another fool like everyone else. If and when that happens, we have a foldout couch-bed he's welcome to use if he decides to come for a visit.