Happy Samhain! Dia De Los Muertos! & Halloween!
Happy Samhain! Dia De Los Muertos! & Halloween!
Dynamic shot of Ruth St Denis
Erykah Badu is timeless and her album Baduizm haunting.
Anthony Lee is an extremely gifted Dancer/Choreographer whom I actively seek new work from. Love his concepts and his precision. Enjoy.
OMG – A Nevada Premier! The Dance Theatre of Harlem will debut their grace at the Grand Theatre in Reno, NV for one evening only. Just got my tickets!!
Dance Theatre of Harlem – ONE NIGHT ONLY!
Saturday, November 16
Grand Sierra Resort Grand Theatre
$25, $25, $45
www.grandsierraresort.com or by calling (775) 789-2285
SYTYCD S09E01 – Hampton Williams ‘Exorcist Style’ (Full Audition)
NL: “I think you just might be a genius.”
Each time I’ve watched this I’ve melted. LOVE IT
Wen Wei Wang – This is a trailer, but oh the concept is so compelling!
Wen Wei Dance’s work reflects a multiplicity of dance and social experiences. Each creation is influenced by a natural evolution of personal identity, and strives to reflect the underlying experience of social, cultural and personal development. Wen Wei Dance creates startling and provocative performance works of a distinctive trans-cultural sensibility. With an original and highly individual style, Artistic Director Wen Wei Wang fuses precise and subtle choreography with stunning visual design and music, turning each work into a rich and unique world.
Tribal Prague 2012
BDSS – Duisberg, Germany 2008
I Cash Radii:
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I am a big fan of Bonobo, so I was happy to hear that he has a new album set to release on 01 April, 2013.
Here’s a copy of the Cirrus track that you can also download for free at bonobomusic.com
“Dance is dangerous, joyous, sexual, holy, disruptive, contagious, it breaks the rules. It can happen anywhere, anytime, with anyone and everyone, and it’s free. Dancing insists we take up space, we go there together in community. Dance joins us and pushes us to go further and that is why it’s at the center of ONE BILLION RISING.”
~ Eve Ensler
Art is the most direct and visceral way of speaking to people across boarders, and barriers. Art motivates, art empowers, art creates news ways of thinking.
As part of Eve Ensler’s – the Tony Award author of the Vagina Monologues [http://www.eveensler.org] – global campaign One Billion Rising to end the violence against women and girls, musicians, choregraphers, visual artists, poets, writers are rising up on February 14th, 2013.
“One in three women on the planet
will be raped or beaten in her lifetime.
One billion women violated is an atrocity.
One billion women dancing is a revolution.”
Sign up @ www.onebillionrising.org
Watch the Video: BREAK THE CHAIN
Music composed by Tena Clark, choreography by Debbie Allen
Then come learn the dance:
Evelyn Mount Northwest Community Center
1301 Valley Road
Reno, NV – 775-334-2262
Practice Dates and Times are from Noon – 2pm
Sunday, January 27th
Sunday, February 3rd
Sunday February 10th – Join us!
Or learn at home with: “How to: Break the Chain”
Hope to see you there!!
Andreas Pavley, Anna Ludmila, and Serge Oukrainsky, c. 1920.
Pavley, Swirskaya, and Oukrainsky in Cleopatra
Ballet, Opera, European (1925)
When I heard her voice for the first time, was spellbound. Her I Am So Happy Album is superb!
“immediately found myself mesmeried by her voice, beauty and her music. This was one woman whose music I was keen to find out more of and I was not dissapointed when I bought her songs on iTunes less than 5 minutes after watching a video of her song ‘Mamelodie’.”
:: More about here here: Afritorial/Kaissa
The Official Trailer from India’s biggest film studio, UTV Motion Pictures, and renowned choreographer & director, Remo D’souza comes India’s first dance film in 3D — a spectacular entertainer that proves yet again that if you dare to dream, impossible is nothing!
In Cinemas: Feb 2013
Lead Cast: Prabhudeva, Salman Khan, Kay Kay Menon, Dharmesh Yelande, Lauren Gottlieb
Directed & Choreographed By: Remo D’souza
Produced By: Ronnie Screwvala & Siddharth Roy Kapur
Thought I’d already posted this, but I guess not. ! UN World Humanitarian Day Performance 2012
Published on Dec 31, 2012
A Spoken Word tribute, and a plea for India’s Daughters. Written, recorded and produced on one sleepless night, Dec 30, 2012.
Written, composed and arranged by Anuj Rastogi.
(c) Copyright Anuj Rastogi (Omnesia Records) 2012
Tonight, as I tuck her into her crib for the night
I stare down at her, under the waning moonlight
As on all other such evenings, I kiss her goodnight and wish away any fright
That she may feel while asleep, or awake
With all my might_ I wish I could make it all go away
Every crime, every curse,
Every danger, every hearse
That carries away the bodies of souls departed
Or in tonight’s case, the soul of a country that needs to be restarted
A country, raped by a mother’s own sons, brothers, and fathers
A country that has failed every one of its daughters
Tonight is the first night that I’ve wondered, maybe even wished,
What Mother India could’ve been had her sons instead been drowned in a dish
Had families cursed their misfortune for having a boy
And looked in envy at their neighbors unbridled joy
Celebrating their good fortune for having a daughter;
Perhaps our sons should’ve been lead away to slaughter,
One-by-one before they should plunder, or chance an act of such moral blunder
For centuries Mother India has been MOTHER INDIA,
And like Jocasta, violated by Oedipus every fort night,
Raping his own mother, cloaked in the illusion of non-existent virtue
Dear sons, why am I left feeling I must now curse you?
A land that venerates the Goddess, dresses her scantily and then
Insists she be modest
A land that elevates women to positions of political status
Lies naked and wounded, questioning her chastice
This land rides on her back to procreate and drive economic progress
And then questions her character should she dare to step out in a dress
This land so fertile for its women, lies morally barren of more than a few men who value what is within.
Rape is an act of imposed power
But it is not simply caused when a beast deflowers
It is one spoke, but one extension
Of a social ill that few dare to mention
In our dowries, in our words
We do nothing but seek to curb
The spirit of the truly free woman
WE ARE the problem
Men rape women.
Women rape women.
Mother’s In-Law rape women
Protectors of law rape women.
Politicians rape women.
Film makers rape women.
Ancient Traditions rape women.
Modern police stations rape women.
Silence rapes women.
Speaking out rapes women.
Apathy rapes women.
You and me rape women.
Every minute, of every day
Somewhere in this ancient country,
Be it physical or parliamentary
A woman is raped — her spiritual dignity, once draped
In self-respect has through decades of social neglect
Been left to wither and rot, in plain sight
This is NOT the country of my moral parents
This is not the planet I want for my children
This is NOT the world I want my daughter to grow up in.
And so here I sit, 3000 miles away
Proud to be brown, but ashamed to be a man.
I am a man. A father. A son.
How do I tomorrow face my little one.
And tell her the monsters of the dark were once little boys,
Whose mothers and fathers bred a society armed with penile toys.
And when one woman dared to speak, she was shut down, or drowned in the noise,
Of a society that values its life-giving daughters less than its public poise?
As I lie here, my little girl asleep in her crib.
I am in anguish, she sleeps still, I’m torn right next to her.
When she asks me about India, What will I tell her?
Will it still be my heart’s home, full of history and culture
Or will it be truly overrun by soul-less vultures?
Perhaps this fire that burns,
Sustained and relentless, is what Amanat’s sacrifice has earned
Perhaps tonight is like every other night before it;
And every woman in Delhi will walk in fear from her brothers, the police and the state.
Or perhaps tonight is the night that we turn the tables on fate.
And embrace our shared anger, and our common hate
For the ills of our world, and the suffering of our girls.
Perhaps, tonight is THE night that through Amanat’s plight, WE can awake.
DJ Earworm’s annual ritual Mashup – United State of Pop 2012 (Shine Brighter). I’m a sucker for it every year
Go out there and have ya’selves some fun
I hope that you are safe, happy, and well, and filled with abundant optimisms.
Any exciting plans??