Wednesday, July 27, 2005

There ain't no cure for the summertime blues.

There's something wrong with me. Actually there are several things wrong with me and most of those are mental. But I've been totally out of sorts lately. I think the heat has made me lazy and the lack of activity has put my brain into a low energy cycle. Anyways, as I was saying...last week...

So I drove up to frEdmonton, saw a squished beaver, and lo and behold all the rooms are booked because of the stupid Indy. Our hook-up up there works in a couple of hotels and assured us it wouldn't be a problem. As it turns out my parents stayed at their friends house and I stayed in a...camper. I now belong to the trailer park demographic. To be precise the camper was actually in a driveway and was really nice. Like a small hotel room bathed in fake wood paneling complete with a shower and a TV. As it turns out the guy who owns the camper is the same dude that pirated our (kp's) DVD unbeknownst to me until after the fact last November. As it turns out he's the brother in law of the president of Barungi. I met with the president and she told me how they did two shows over the span of a month for a Casino and ended up with like 85 g's. As is stands they apparently have 100 g's in the bank and no idea on how to spend it. I told them that if we had that kinda money that' we'd be in Europe. She was very interested in doing an exchange with us, in which we take turns traveling and performing back and forth. With workshops in between. Apparently they've done it before with Montreal and Toronto and they know how to get funding for it. The next day I went to their practice. I met their dancers, their core is about 10 senior dancers (about our ages) and about 20 little kids. One of their dancers knows and met us thru Ron, Dean, et al when we performed there like back in the day. Their AD was a younger guy named Jodi, the way he danced he kinda reminded me of a slightly shorter WiL. He's the same guy that contacted Kuya Rudy about coming to Edmonton. When he met me he asked me if my KP was the same KP associated with Likha then he got all star struck talking about Likha. And I think he kinda got a little intimidated with me watching (he said so) and proceeded to introduce me to the rest of the group as a memember of Likha who was there to observe and maybe help out. Yeah right. (Not Likha, on vacation, don't wan't to undermine the AD) apparently his dance knowledge doesn't include a lot of traditional stuff so his teaching is kinda like a traditional/jazz/interpretive dance fusion (with a bit of cheerleading lifts and pyramids). apparently Barungi has been slapped on the wrist before from visiting dance instructors from the Phils. Their previous AD was also named Soriano but she was apparently ousted from power. (OMG lots of politics in Edmonton). Honestly I couldn't make heads or tails of wtf they were dancing. Even their Tinkling was so f'd up that the rhythm was soooooooooo off. (they were dancing to some weird jazz music). When I got back to my trailer I got to watch a DVD of their last big show. It was more traditional and kinda looked like our kp stuff from about 5-7 years ago (didn't we leave a tape back there around that time?) I watched the first half and it looked kinda simplistic (their feet, hands, and expression were all off for the most part) and I couldn't tell the young ones from the seniors. I was supposed to be given a copy of the DVD, again it didn't happen. I became friends with the presidents son Shawn whom I partied with all weekend. He'll be sending me one, hopefully before our cast party.

As it turns out Barungi is going to be touring SF, San Diego, Disneyland for two weeks in August and wanted me to come with. If I didn't have a cotillion on the 6 and the Cast Party on the 7 then I would go. Maybe I can meet up with them in SF.

On my way driving home from Calgary I saw the car behind me squish a mama mountain goat.

Rhoel. The Paranoid Andriod.

BTW, I'm about half way thru Restuarant at the End of the Universe, and it's not as funny as Hitchiker's. Maybe it's a statement to my state of mind lately.