Monday, July 09, 2007

Wow, what a weekend!

After being in turmoil all week about whether or not to go to the Red tour performance I finally Saturday morning got the nerve to get in my car and go. I was so worried about a costume since my new costume has not come in the mail that I really considered cancelling my performance. I finally went for comfy and wore a simple tan embroidered tunic with a simple antique silver gold hip scarf and brown veil. I also needed a gimmick to get more attention…always gotta be unique…so I thought of the candle dancing. On Friday after work, I found at Von's Beads two beautiful lotus flower candle holders...one pearl white and one copper red…my precious.

So I get to Muncie Indiana, a place where old cars die apparently and there are more people than teeth, and I finally get to the place that Carenza’ Studio is located. I panicked for a moment as the place looked like an abandoned warehouse. I drove around back and saw the big sign like a shining beacon in the great dim doldrums of existence…I knew then that the evening would be interesting in the Chinese sense. I got there in time for the second workshop with two women I frankly have never heard of before but were very cool…I’ll have to actually look them up. I unfortunately missed Wyldfyre’s poi spinning class. She had no one else show up, so it would have been a private class…doh! Oh well, I guess I wasn’t supposed to get that knowledge just then.

After getting lost in downtown Muncie, I finally found a Micky D’s and scarfed down some nuggets and the saltiest fries I think I have ever eaten…they were so bitter I think the were using rock salt. I rushed back from dinner to get ready…silly me I thought that when people say be back here at 7:30 pm dressed and ready I took them at their word. I wound up standing around till 8:30 pm fully dressed and pacing till the show started 15 minutes later.

The performers were excellent and Il Troubadore was great. I was in the second act with Snakes Rising. They had decided to do a full elemental ritual with an alter set up for each direction. This would have been great except the altars were in the middle of the fraking dance space. The dance floor went from 30’ x 30’ down to about a 10’ x 10’ circle of space with lit candles on each table that was about knee high. So there went part of my spinning plan. I danced to Snakes Rising's Ayazein which I had only ever heard once before...talk about improving at the last minute. The recording on UTube was a lot slower. With a sudden space reduction, one day to practice with my lotus flowers, and a quicker tempo than expected, I was able to pull off something not too horrible. Of course because I was dancing faster one of my candles blew out (smacks head) …could have been worse. I did get props for doing the cool Turkish floorwork…he he he!

Both the workshops and the show were very small. I thought there would have been a much better turnout. Gabriella and Darkside Tribal were there and there were a few others I recognized, so I wasn’t the total sociaphobe. I left my camera in the car like a dumbass. I hope I can get some shots from people who post them on the web. There were some really cool performers…especially the fire spinners. Get this…there was this young kid…barely legal… wearing leather chaps with a cool metal hip belt, a leather biker jacket with cool chains, and one of those leather caps. On his hips were belt loops that held two chains with fire poi on the ends. He struts on stage swinging his hips and the flaming poi swing in and around his legs smacking him in the ass and thighs as he dances…I winced through this guy’s entire performance, but it was like a train wreck…I couldn’t look away. He did extremely well and still had all his bits unburned afterwards…talk about a fire down below!

There’s more but I’ll save that for later. I left the studio at about 11:30pm and despite my night blindness and Muncie’s shitty ass signs, I finally make it back the safety of highway 465. I can get anywhere as long as I can get on the Indianapolis race track know as 465. I got home around 2 am and finally crashed. What a day!

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