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Nov. 14th, 2004 07:34 pmtwo hours and forty-five minutes of dancing + a 45 minute very hot bath with black phoenix alchemy oil + some wine imbibed while soaking in said bath = one extraordinarily relaxed Badriya Z.
I wanted to get even more done than I did while dancing today, but then I looked at the clock and realized how much time had gone by and thought I'd better quit before I hurt myself. Lots of shows coming up... I actually turned down a paying gig today. I don't exactly feel comfortable with that, but I think I did the right thing--it was a gig that Seyyide was offered but isn't available for, dancing for a half hour at a woman's birthday party in Providence. The thing is though that it's a Friday night so getting there on time would be problematic, it is also the night before Amira Jamal's student show so I can't really be out late, and a half hour of dancing in which I am supposed to encourage people to get up and dance and generally be the life of the party is almost definitely more than I really ought to be paid to do right now. I think--though it appears Seyyide didn't think so, which does make me feel awfully darn good. If it were a 15-20 minute show in the Boston area on the same night, I think I would have said yes, but it just seems like too many factors were telling me to say no. But on the other hand, this is the second time I've turned down a paying gig that Seyyide has passed along to me (the other one I would have had to take time off work, so that's more cut and dried), and I feel like a scairdy cat about it.
Blah. hence a resolve, I *will* dance at the Middle East on a Sunday open floor night before the end of this year (i.e., in the next six weeks or so), and I *will* get myself there on a regular basis, so that I have the exposure to restaurant dancing and then won't feel so freaked out by the idea of other gigs. i think I would draw the line at bellygrams, but dancing at parties where people know what a bellydancer is and specifically want one could be a lot of fun and help subsidize costuming items.
ok--now to roast eggplant for tonight's attempt to make a better version of a bertucci melanzana pizza. If i can just get out of this chair...
I wanted to get even more done than I did while dancing today, but then I looked at the clock and realized how much time had gone by and thought I'd better quit before I hurt myself. Lots of shows coming up... I actually turned down a paying gig today. I don't exactly feel comfortable with that, but I think I did the right thing--it was a gig that Seyyide was offered but isn't available for, dancing for a half hour at a woman's birthday party in Providence. The thing is though that it's a Friday night so getting there on time would be problematic, it is also the night before Amira Jamal's student show so I can't really be out late, and a half hour of dancing in which I am supposed to encourage people to get up and dance and generally be the life of the party is almost definitely more than I really ought to be paid to do right now. I think--though it appears Seyyide didn't think so, which does make me feel awfully darn good. If it were a 15-20 minute show in the Boston area on the same night, I think I would have said yes, but it just seems like too many factors were telling me to say no. But on the other hand, this is the second time I've turned down a paying gig that Seyyide has passed along to me (the other one I would have had to take time off work, so that's more cut and dried), and I feel like a scairdy cat about it.
Blah. hence a resolve, I *will* dance at the Middle East on a Sunday open floor night before the end of this year (i.e., in the next six weeks or so), and I *will* get myself there on a regular basis, so that I have the exposure to restaurant dancing and then won't feel so freaked out by the idea of other gigs. i think I would draw the line at bellygrams, but dancing at parties where people know what a bellydancer is and specifically want one could be a lot of fun and help subsidize costuming items.
ok--now to roast eggplant for tonight's attempt to make a better version of a bertucci melanzana pizza. If i can just get out of this chair...