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A rather curious blog with an eclectic and diverse assortment of interesting links....
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Sunday - Out of the Box
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And today I've resolved to get the boy out of his box. And myself as well, but as I'm long past my formative years it's not so important.
We go to the "Shooting Edge" and sign up to fire a few (50 each) rounds off from some pistols, we choose the SIG 9MM handgun for this.
He's way out of his box.
While we wait for the lanes to open up we peruse the shop and surreptitiously size up the clients, the usual suspects, men in Camo hats and vests, gansta's, punks....
In hushed tones I debrief the boy as to shooting lane etiquette. I'm no pro but I've been before, a long time ago...."No shouting 'DIE MUTHA-FUCKA'S DIE YOU BASTARDS and no.....". Sometimes I think I'm just reminding myself.
After a half an hour we get our primer on how to load the magazine, handle the weapon, earmuffs and goggles and we're set to go.
50 rounds go quick. The boy, he does OK, I don't do so good, all my shots hit the target but most of them are low, the "Ranger" explains that I'm reacting to the recoil of the gun before I pull the trigger. Makes sense, but curious...
When we're done I sweep up a handful of shells and the used targets as souvenirs, the boy's trying to play it cool and leave aside his target but I won't have it...."Paste a picture of your least favorite teacher to it and leave it around the school where someone can find it...." I tell him.
What's up with kids nowadays that you have to do all of their thinking for them?
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After which we head down to the Market Collective in Kensington. From one extreme to the other. And I note that to be truly hip and fashionable I should really start growing in some facial hair. It kills an hour, there's lots to see and buy, but I'm not really too materialistic at the moment...
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After which I'm starving and so we go across the street to Sam's super Shwarma. Sam's super friendly, "Hi My Friends" he says, as if we're in there every week, and he makes us up our donairs and small talks, it's a little as if we've walked into some stranger's living room and interrupted his coffee and instead of telling us to F*** OFF he's making us up meals and catching up on the story of our lives....Makes me uncomfortable, frankly, and the boy as well.
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Then to the Plaza Theatre in Kensington, just to see what's playing. And as luck would have it there's a movie - 2012: The Time for Change - it's a lot of rubbish, but we don't know until we've seen it. But it's out of the box Sunday, and really, I think we have it kind of covered for the day...
dead in the park clutching the earth...
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She went missing about a week ago, people were looking for her ever since. I was looking for her too, in my own way, heard rustlings up ahead on the trail, would run at them but find nothing, would call out her name, no reply.
But today, finally, we, (the children and I) found her, face down dug into, clawed into a shallow grave of her own digging. She must have hid out here from everyone, until finally she collapsed....
It's a long walk from here out of the park, and while we leave I cover her up with some sort of blanket. And we meet at the edge of the park a midget on a date, it was him who reported her missing and we give him the bad news and he accuses us of doing nothing and I explain things to him and he just goes back to eating his picnic with his date.
It's beginning to snow, and we get home and then the dream starts to get real weird...
Under The Skin - Wen Wei Dance & Bejing Modern Dance Company
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At The Grand tonight, and there was no persuading the boy to attend. After "The Ballad of Ricky and Ronnie" it will be a while before he goes to the Grand again.
A shame, because it was quite good. The first half especially, evocative dance numbers, the sound of waves crashing, the dance (smooth, graceful, swimming, articulated bodies and limbs) reminding one of drowning, shipwrecks, and a clear gauze separates the white dancers from the Chinese (intentional, 2 groups of 6 dancers...) as they watch upon the scene.
The second act, more dystopian, fractured, jerky, "modern" movements, the integration of cultures, dance styles, mixed media, video and lights, more dissonance than harmony.
Of course, it's interpretive dance and how I see it is not, necessarily, how you're going to see it. Well done, well performed, worthwhile. And remember that only fools stay for the talk-back ....
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