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May. 13th, 2005 12:29 pmThis day is dragging on and on. I've been in the office for about four hours now but it feels like eight already. I feel better today--although I sound worse--but I still don't feel good. Hopefully enough sleep tonight will put me in good shape for tomorrow's show. I am very sad to be missing out on a couple of social events this evening but I know that I made the right choice in not going, even if I didn't also have to practice, pack my bag, bake a dessert for an after party, do my toenails (laugh if you want, but it takes time and they have to be done!), and I guess maybe eat dinner and say hi to my husband somewhere in all that.
I feel a lot better about the karslima number now after getting some clarification about one sequence of steps. I worked on it last night, despite being sick and dead tired, and managed to get all the transitions right and end in the right place. I just have to remember to count things. I don't like counting, I'd rather the music guided my steps, but with this piece of music/choreography that just isn't possible. I think what I have to work on the most tonight is counting and smiling at the same time. It's much easier to frown while counting, but that doesn't look so nice on stage.
Random observation on Egyptian style dancing--it's like Billie Holiday. It may not be the flashiest or most technical style out there, but it has the warmth and emotion that draws you in and keeps you transfixed. And like Billie, an Egyptian style soloist can play with the music, drawing movements out to trail behind the beat or melody then catching up in a breath-taking swoop. It's not about being the biggest or the loudest or the bestest, it's about sharing a piece of your soul. I like this comparison. Even the lyrics to most of the songs are pretty copacetic.
Ronan slept in my lap last night for about 45 minutes. He is a very sweet noodle. He's down to looking like he's swallowed an orange rather than a grapefruit. He was looking down the play tunnels the other night and it was sad seeing how much he wanted to go running through them. Sensibly , he decided not to try it yet. He might be able to squeeze through, but I'm not so sure. But![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sbazzy, he can run down that furry thing you gave us and he likes that quite a bit!
ok, back to work. i wish my eyes weren't all watery and stinging.
I feel a lot better about the karslima number now after getting some clarification about one sequence of steps. I worked on it last night, despite being sick and dead tired, and managed to get all the transitions right and end in the right place. I just have to remember to count things. I don't like counting, I'd rather the music guided my steps, but with this piece of music/choreography that just isn't possible. I think what I have to work on the most tonight is counting and smiling at the same time. It's much easier to frown while counting, but that doesn't look so nice on stage.
Random observation on Egyptian style dancing--it's like Billie Holiday. It may not be the flashiest or most technical style out there, but it has the warmth and emotion that draws you in and keeps you transfixed. And like Billie, an Egyptian style soloist can play with the music, drawing movements out to trail behind the beat or melody then catching up in a breath-taking swoop. It's not about being the biggest or the loudest or the bestest, it's about sharing a piece of your soul. I like this comparison. Even the lyrics to most of the songs are pretty copacetic.
Ronan slept in my lap last night for about 45 minutes. He is a very sweet noodle. He's down to looking like he's swallowed an orange rather than a grapefruit. He was looking down the play tunnels the other night and it was sad seeing how much he wanted to go running through them. Sensibly , he decided not to try it yet. He might be able to squeeze through, but I'm not so sure. But
sbazzy, he can run down that furry thing you gave us and he likes that quite a bit!ok, back to work. i wish my eyes weren't all watery and stinging.
