idziemy w disco

The track itself is pure protest-on-the-dancefloor: born from the chaos of post-2020 Poland, a country where closing borders, banning abortions, and beating queers became part of the daily news cycle. Instead of writing sad songs about it, Brokatowe Kocyki grabbed a synth and some glitter and decided to go full disco riot.

Visually, Idziemy w disco is a deliberate hot mess: glittery drag figures clumsily pasted onto pandemic-empty Lublin streets, chaotically dropped into real footage from pro-choice protests. The greenscreen cuts are rough, the aesthetic is homemade, and none of it tries to hide the seams — because when the world looks broken, why pretend otherwise? This is protest as meme, as low-budget survival art, as DIY glamour against a backdrop of fear and police sirens.

The lyrics don’t sugarcoat anything either: there are Nazis on the streets, TV channels spitting hate, fake bailouts, broken promises. There’s rage, exhaustion, and a dirty kind of hope that refuses to die. Lines like “fuck all of this, we’re going disco” hit like battle cries — reminders that joy isn’t a betrayal, it’s a weapon.

Presented as part of the You’ll Never Walk Alone exhibition at Galeria Labirynt, Idziemy w disco crashed into the sterile white walls of the gallery like a chaotic glitter bomb. It wasn’t there to be tasteful. It wasn’t there to heal. It was there to be loud, messy, angry, fabulous — everything protest art is often told not to be.

Brokatowe Kocyki don’t aim for polish or perfection. They aim for survival, for sparkle in the ruins, for screaming “FUCK IT” loud enough that it turns into a beat you can dance to. Because sometimes the most radical thing you can do when the world tries to kill your joy is to slap on some glitter, rip up the rules, and go disco anyway.