This is the true story of the weeds: the origin of the species A story of cultivation, exploitation, civilisation Found flowering on wasteland unnoticed, unofficial, accidental A cutting was taken but weeds do not thrive under hothouse conditions & wilt when in competition with more exotic strains A charming naivety, very short flowering season; no sooner has the first blooming begun than decay sets in Bring your camera, take photo of life on the margins Offer money in exchange for sex & then get a taxi home The story has always been the same: a source of wonder due to their ability to thrive on poor quality soil offering very little nourishment - drinking 'Nurishment' But weeds must be kept under strict control or they will destroy everything in their path Growing wild, then harvested in their prime & passed around at dinner parties Care for some weed? So natural, so wild, so unrefined & someone's gonna make a fortune one day; if only they can market this stuff right Come on: do your dance Come on, do your funny little dance Germination Plantation Exploitation Civilization A sensational buzz - zzzzzz Crop rotation Genetic modification The creation of expectation Ultimate frustration This is the story of the weeds: the origin of the species