Enjoy my favorite picture of all time (this will come back into play later).
http://pinterest.com/pin/66287425737308908/
I must give a forewarning for this blog to anyone to has read my last blogging endeavor about New York. This is going to be tragically less exciting. Just get that into your head right now and lower your expectations so that this blog doesn't disappoint.
Let me describe to you what is happening this week that I am going to be blogging about. It is called ACDFA. Something about America and Dance and a Festival ( I don't have a clue as to what the C or the other A stand for ). It's great. It happens every year. Blah blah blah. Anyhow, this year it is in the wonderfully exciting town of Cedar City at Southern Utah University. Schools from all over in our district come for the week to perform pieces to get adjudicated and take class from teachers at all said schools. So this sounds fun yes? During a normal school week, yes, it would be a delight to miss classes to come do this. Unfortunately, these bastards always plan it around our spring break, making it a hellish and terrible trip ( I am being dramatic. I usually end up enjoying myself but I like to have something to complain about. ) Let me just get this off my chest. Dancing is great yadda yadda yadda but there is a time and a place and SPRING BREAK is not the time NOR place. Ugh. Oh well. Moving on.
We rode up here with the University of Utah students on a nicely equipped 'Le Bus'. Comfortable, cozy and has a bathroom. (Anyone who has ridden with me for any extended period of time in a car will realize why this last amenity has been the highlight of this trip thus far). I was content. Three hours later, we arrived (see how exciting this is already?) We get here and check into the Crystal Inn. I sleep for 2 hours. We then get back on Le Bus and head out to dinner. We had a very nice time at the pizza place eating our pizzas (surprised?) and proceeded onto campus to the theatre when we would be delighted with an opening night concert.
(I did at this point get to meet up with some of my old Weber buddies which is always a treat. I do not miss the school or the program but I did get to dance with some wonderful people that I am glad I get to see again and dance with again for the rest of the week. This is of course referring to a select group of these individuals. Not all of them. No no no. Some of them I would still be fine pushing off a cliff. Ahhhh how some things never change.)
Okay, here goes. To sum this concert up.....it was boring. Man, I get that modern dance is great and people of all ages can do it but....REALLY?! We watched two hours of old wannabe's prance around in silence talking and trying to dance. It was gross. Yes there were some good meanings behind some of them but I got the distinct impression these people just couldn't leave the past behind and needed a reason to be on stage doing whatever the heck they could with their old and saggy bodies trying to make some meaning out of it or make it bizarre enough that we as an audience just accept defeat and start looking at the lighting (picture at top of post). There was however, one very excellent piece performed by UVU's very own Angie Kelleher. It was beautifully done and I super enjoyed it.
Concert over. We head to register for classes, long line, smelly people, crowded space, flashbacks of Willy Wonka ("Somebody's TOUCHING ME!!") and then we get into the gym, sign up for a couple classes (jazz, ballet, jazz, jazz, contemporary, modern) and then into the ballroom for some free food then back to Le Bus to head back.
Wow. Maybe this blog wasn't the best of ideas. I'm already dead bored. Here is to hoping that something dreadfully exciting, or just dreadful, or just exciting, happens tomorrow. Tomorrow is a day of classes and the concert where we are performing so hopefully something goes really wrong and so I can write wonderful stories about it. Start praying now.
Until next time.
No comments:
Post a Comment