This video trails Lydia in 1988 through a series of staged sets and location shots in New York City as she fires her spoken word manifesto directly into the eye of the camera, and in haunting voice-over.
I actually saw this show twice when she did this material at the Performance Garage space in New York and yes, I was in the front row both times.
Audiences leave her shows limp.
Co-director Joe Tripician wrote to me on about the piece: This was partially shot at the Performance Garage, but without an audience.