The Bad Taste Slam is an open-air spectacle dedicated entirely to the fine art of crossing the line. Hosted in collaboration with Rotondes, this is a night celebrating terrible puns, painful dad jokes, dark comedy, and the kind of bold takes that make people look at the floor.
As the host, I step into a dual role: part unhinged insult comic, part flamboyant showman. I steer the evening through wave after wave of irreverent humor, ensuring the crowd stays hooked, even when they are actively cringing. Drop your expectations of polite society at the door. The Bad Taste Slam is a loud, unapologetic night where creativity has zero boundaries and the entire crowd comes together to celebrate everything delightfully wrong.
On top of hosting, I also run the art direction and design the poster campaigns for the event. I treat this project as a complete wild card. Every year, the visuals spark heavy discussion about where the boundaries of comedy and design actually live. As a designer, I keep the typography locked into a tight, disciplined Swiss layout, but the imagery itself is completely unhinged. We are talking ass cracks, hairless shitting dogs, or a raw Mettigel. For me, the ultimate design challenge here is figuring out how to visually define "bad taste" without ever resorting to cheap, boring, standard jokes.
