Strike A Pose: Deep Meaning Decomposed, or Naked Men Like To Wrestle Each Other With This Song

Every time I hear this song, my heart starts pounding and I know BIG things are going to happen. Like an alien invasion.

Or humongous space gorillas pounding drums with bones and some giant baby floating above them laughing at the weird monument that shot out of the land like some subliminal message about erections and the future of mankind.

Or lots and lots of slo-mo dying of epic proportions, hopefully, with the good-looking nicely muscled heros (or bad guys) wearing codpieces and capes.

Or when a magic Ring get a bunch of pointy-eared people snarling and frothing.
Or a credit card commercial. Take your pick.

This song is that BIG. And no one could ever sing along because it's full of prophetic words that only the wise understand. Until now. Like klaatu barada nikto--did Keanu even comprehend that phrase? I bet that song would have been in the background while he played with that Robot.

Finally, I get the profundity of this song. It is my duty to share it with you, my dear readers.



Sing along now. Especially when the fireworks are booming overhead this weekend. Feel the BIGNESS.

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Uber Dance Troupe

I love all things "old Eastern Europe." I don't know why, but I've always been drawn to them--the history surrounding Georgia, Azerbaijan, Ukraine, even Turkey. The mix of cultures in that part of the world--ancient Moorish, mountain tribal, half-Western half-Eastern, familiar sounds/music/words that aren't familiar at all--fascinates and captivates me. That's where my characters, Shahrukh Kingsley and a few others, come from; they provide an outlet for me to explore that part of the world, especially Turkey (some day, some day, sigh....).

Last night I went to see the Georgian National Ballet, SUKHISVILI. If they come to your area, try to catch it. They are just beautiful to watch, and not your grandmama's ballerinas.

It's very male-oriented, with action that rivals kungfu-movies without CGI ;-). The males perform stunts with real swords as they dance (a war folkdance). They are also probably the only male ballet dancers required to dance on pointe without the help of the traditional sliver of wood in the shoes.

This video captures the essense and excitement of what I saw last night. If some of the dancing seems sped up, it isn't. Their feet and jumps were really that fierce and fast. It was amazing to watch!



Wow, huh?

The costumes were just out of this world. The dancing and music itself reminded me of Susan Johnson's older Russian historicals (fierce mountain warlord and princes fighting at the borders), Chinese and Indian delicate hand moves, African tribal dancing, and oddly, Irish quick clogging. I was just mesmerized by the quick and powerful males contrasted by the very strange, ethereal, gliding movements of the female dancers. I was also reminded of MY GERRY BUTLER TV movie, Attila the Hun, which showed mountain warriors in similar costumes (especially during the wedding at the end).

I hope you get to see this show! I had really good seats and fell in love with a few of these marvelous young men ;-).

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