DON’T TALK TO STRANGERS
An extraterrestrial love story.
A disco in a galaxy far far away.
A rom-com set a warp speed.
What could be more romantic than giving your lover a mixtape? That’s what Carl Sagan thought when he compiled his Golden Record on behalf of humanity in 1977 and sent it shooting off into space in the search of friendship, love and maybe something more.
Forty one years later – why haven’t the aliens messaged us back? Maybe because our profile came across as arrogant, homogeneous, colonial and sexist?
Part live art, part theatre, part subverted trashy love story and part intergalactic spacewalk, this draft is an intersectionalist critique of Sagan’s Golden Record.