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Nov. 27th, 2006 02:13 pmHad a great show at the Middle East last night--felt good about it before, during and after. I think I am getting the hang of this mental preparation thing, and feeling confident enough about technique (not that there isn't always room for improvement) that I can let the focus be on personality, performance and pizzazz, as a certain local promoter would say. Great crowd, too, many dancers and it was an unexpected treat to see ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
adarklake and his lovely lady friend in the audience.
I am really paying for it today, though. It's relapse time! I think I had an asthma attack during the night as well; I was too disoriented when it woke me up to think that maybe ventolin would be the right treatment for a closing airway and rising panic, but I walked/staggered/lurched it off until I was sort of breathing again and went back to sleep. I'm going to dance class tonight because I already paid for it, but I may sit most of it out and just think of it as a lecture and listening class. I think I was supposed to bring my cane today, but I didn't. Not sure I could swing it if I had it anyway.
Well, in more positive news I am loving the Monica Richards album more and more with every listen. Although in some ways it could be a Faith and the Muse album, what with William Faith producing the album and playing on several songs, I can see why it is Monica's solo album because it's really a collection of personal songs about herself, in a way that F&tM songs are not. It's a very feminist/Gaiaist/spiritualist piece of work from a woman who has lived through a lot and doesn't live passively in the world. Although musically I think my favorite song is Fell to Regret (featuringkambriel on violin and Curse on drums :), lyrically I so empathize with Into My Own:
"I am not young
I am not old
I am come into my own"
Such simple words, but in the way she sings them and the way I hear them, so much is conveyed. Why do we spend our prime longing for our lost youth? Can we not recognize being a full adult for being the powerful thing that it is? Special mention also goes to the song Sedna, about a deity for whom I've long had an affinity of my own; Monica duets with Jarboe while a cello brings to mind the stately expanses of the Arctic, all life coming from this woman beneath the sea. Just gorgeous... I downloaded the album through eMusic where it seems to be an advance release, but I think I may pick up the actual cd when it comes out, as it has a lovely booklet with artwork and so forth.
adarklake and his lovely lady friend in the audience.I am really paying for it today, though. It's relapse time! I think I had an asthma attack during the night as well; I was too disoriented when it woke me up to think that maybe ventolin would be the right treatment for a closing airway and rising panic, but I walked/staggered/lurched it off until I was sort of breathing again and went back to sleep. I'm going to dance class tonight because I already paid for it, but I may sit most of it out and just think of it as a lecture and listening class. I think I was supposed to bring my cane today, but I didn't. Not sure I could swing it if I had it anyway.
Well, in more positive news I am loving the Monica Richards album more and more with every listen. Although in some ways it could be a Faith and the Muse album, what with William Faith producing the album and playing on several songs, I can see why it is Monica's solo album because it's really a collection of personal songs about herself, in a way that F&tM songs are not. It's a very feminist/Gaiaist/spiritualist piece of work from a woman who has lived through a lot and doesn't live passively in the world. Although musically I think my favorite song is Fell to Regret (featuring
kambriel on violin and Curse on drums :), lyrically I so empathize with Into My Own:"I am not young
I am not old
I am come into my own"
Such simple words, but in the way she sings them and the way I hear them, so much is conveyed. Why do we spend our prime longing for our lost youth? Can we not recognize being a full adult for being the powerful thing that it is? Special mention also goes to the song Sedna, about a deity for whom I've long had an affinity of my own; Monica duets with Jarboe while a cello brings to mind the stately expanses of the Arctic, all life coming from this woman beneath the sea. Just gorgeous... I downloaded the album through eMusic where it seems to be an advance release, but I think I may pick up the actual cd when it comes out, as it has a lovely booklet with artwork and so forth.
