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Blame the 1980's for This Performance Bug?

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Blame the 1980's for This Performance Bug?

ORIGIN STORIES

From teen celebrity, to art school dropout, loser misfit, and rebel-clown choreographer; my dance talents, for better or worse, have yanked me through life.

PART 1: Blame the 1980s

As a shy little Oregon boy, literally living on a dead end, in the middle of a forest, just off a pissant town, I was completely hidden from the world. When not quietly making friends with local trees, I was hungrily consuming movies that dared me to live large... by performing.

These films weren't just entertaining. Their greasy hands reached through the screen, pressed into my soft skull, and told me that performance (especially dance) could...

...make me the life of the party.

...help me find love.

...get me into a good school.

...gift me with a career.

...rescue a god-fearing town, through my angry dancing in a warehouse.

Funny, as I put this together, I see that they were almost right, if you get super loose on what "career" means (and ok the warehouse thing was a joke, though if only...).

When you can't fully invest in dance classes, gyms, unions, head shots, and a completely flexible, good paying day-job, you're immediately screwed. And even if you do manage all that, you're hoping to book gigs that still pay less than most professions. Insult to injury, it's best to get in sync with some cult of dance style by your mid-twenties, because you're already getting over that proverbial hill. Do most early twenty-somethings have anything figured out? I sure as hell didn't.

Click the title of this post to read the full article, see some hilarious GIFs, and contribute your thoughts. Thanks.

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The Ultimate Solo: A Group Therapy Session For Choreographers

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The Ultimate Solo: A Group Therapy Session For Choreographers

Photo by Stacey Adams

Photo by Stacey Adams

Lights come up on a lone figure, the one burdened with putting a trance over a packed house of smart phones. It’s a tall order to be sure. You don’t just have to dazzle, you have to captivate, ooze an indisputable it-factor that dares an audience of TV brains to look away, as if they could. The best/worst part is that you probably put yourself in the position to be this dance mystic. It’s your fault.

It’s your solo after all.

CLICK HERE to read the full article at 4dancers.org

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