wow. i mean, wow, man.
not sure where to start, but to keep this short and sweet, I just had one of the best dancing experiences EVER. ever!
status of any dancing ego I might ever have had = DEAD. seriously.
I left melbourne thinking ‘yeah, i’m a vaguely competent dancer! I might even be pretty good at what I do!’
LIES! the number of super super uberstars who live in LA is almost unreal. there are 5 or 6 troupes here, each one rehearses at least twice weekly, and man, it shows. these people can DANCE, like ive never seen anyone dance.
it blew my mind!!!!!
just to summarize the highlights of the 4 nights and three days solid basically without sleep, I have to say, the Saturday night was the craziest thing i’ve ever seen.
the pro lindy comp, the showcases, they were INSANE. yes.
but none of them had ANYTHING on th UJC. the underground jitterbug championships. 2am. in a dim back room.
this was the nastiest competition i’ve ever ever seen. it was DIRTY, CRAZY, think hellzapoppin type war. its not judged on skill, timing, technique.
this was pure entertainment. 😀
even before it actually got crazy, one couple flipped 14 lampposts in a row. in a row! everyone was yelling and counting them….
people were throwing money into the circle, and the music was jumping-at-the-woodside fast, and the crowd and the dancers were going nuts. people were just pulling out the most complicated and spontaneous areials ive ever seen, and STFOing like freaking CRAZY!
I kept expecting someone to pull out a knife 😀 carla heiney was in her slip, and kevin’s shirt was off, and laura keat was bleeding from her lip, and they were swinging out into each other to try and push each other off the floor, or trying to steal each others partners.
it was unbelievable. insane. freaking hardcore!!!!!!
and then it was 3am, and I was dying of exhaustion, but after seeing that, how can you NOT dance???!!!!!!
every night there was a gypsy jazz jam circle with jonathan stout (swing music god, plays weekly here) and mike faltesek and others, including this 17 year old clarinet player who is one of the most talented people ive ever met. (which, after knowing one bonita williams and others of her excellent calibre, is saying something!!) and every morning before class there was yoga warmups.
so, can anyone actually think of a way to make me happier? I challenge you! ive been here a week, it feels like a lifetime. LA is an amazing place.
In other news, i’ve made some new friends who are letting me stay with them, about to meet up with some old ones, am off to venice beach today and to seattle tomorrow afternoon!
this whole thing is a little too amazing for comprehension.