Showing posts with label dance. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dance. Show all posts

6.30.2009

Goodbye Pina



Pina Bausch died today. My Dad's going into surgery as well. Too much change for me to handle.

I have to thank my friend Rio for introducing me to the wonder of Pina Bausch so many years ago. We watched these on video, then I had the luck of seeing her company, Tanztheater Wuppertal, perform in Berkeley, during my first years in SF. Thank you for all the beauty, pain, emotion.... (a lighter Pina post here)







11.30.2008

On a Music Tip

A few things I'm really into right now:

1. My beautiful friend Brian Marsh's blog musings on pop culture and music (I'm always enlightened by his musical insight)
- Beezo Blue http://beezospureandsimple.blogspot.com

2. I'm still on a Little Dragon high. Here's a track on their upcoming release. Animation by Hideyuki Katsumata.


Little Dragon - Fortune


3. Kuduro, kuduro, kuduro, kuduro!!!!

info:
- Afrofunk Music Forum
- GHETTO BASSQUAKE
- mad decent radio's podcast along w/a breakdown of the genre
- Wikipedia info

But let's just watch the dancers shall we?


Kuduro Dj leo Fox os melhores da cidade Karangejo, Marlon


Luis vc Marlon


kuduro Patricia Rossana Karangejo e Marlon putos q dão carga (found via Little Dragon's myspace)


I totally regret missing Diplo when he last passed through SF. He puts on these booty beats I love so much. If anyone knows any local SF, or East Bay, parties that get down like this, please tell me!

8.16.2008

Sigua Falls



Pina power...

On Guam, my friends and I would often hike to remote beaches and waterfalls. Sigua Falls took about 3hrs to get to, and you had to trek through hills, sword grass, and repel down a steep, muddy slope holding onto a rope for dear life. It was glorious!

I remember one adventure where I was in a particularly bad mood, trekking through the mud and grass during high noon. I griped part of the way, especially incensed with one of my friends, traipsing through the mud with twigs in his hair. Once we found the falls, though, I immersed myself in the cold, gushing water and my mood completely melted. Sigua claimed me again that day.