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May. 2nd, 2006 12:55 pmNo frustrations, however, for the Finch Mob, a band of artists who "strive to collapse the distance between idea and action." They opened their first show on Saturday night; on Sunday afternoon, duded up in vintage punk finery, they played croquet in the Panhandle. Then it was back to the gallery, an apartment on Oak Street, where art was hung on every wall, and performers entertained on a stage set up in the garage. The group plans to take over other spaces and stage "not-so-random acts of art and mayhem."
Clide vs. Crocodiles, who was singing and playing the banjo onstage, offered fans her CDs for $4 apiece, without plastic cases. "Someday," she said, "I'll be able to afford the covers." As I finished looking at and listening to the show -- painting, sculpture and sound installation -- an announcement was made that a Thai food order was about to be placed, and anyone with $8 could kick in. The sign on a door said: "The world needs your creative spirit in action," and the place seemed bursting with just that.