flying through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread
Katharine Dunham, Anna Pavlova, Maria Tallchief, and Alicia Alonso were the four female dancers I had books about in elementary school, and I must have read each of those books 30 or 40 times. I had some serious hero worship going (entirely justified).
Speaking of obsessively liking a thing/person/group, errbody’s doing some ‘ten concerts I have seen’ thing on the Facebook, and I am not doing that thing, partially because I’m not sure I’ve seen ten concerts (ok, 9, one is supposed to be a lie) and partially because I’m not sure anyone cares. I am going to list the concerts I remember having been to in chronological order, because I find my own lack of cool amusing.
That’s it, y’all. Or, wait, I think I went to the Mucky Duck once to see the Flying Fish Sailors with a friend somewhere between 5.PP&M and 6.P&P, but that might not count either. Excuse me while I go listen to ‘Songs of Conscience and Concern’ and headbang like a maniac.