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Nov. 23rd, 2004 05:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nirix5Been listening to Swan Lake too much lately.
I've never actually seen it- does anyone know when Odile does her thirty two fouettes?
I really, REALLY want to choreograph a classical ballet variation to Alicia Keys's "Harlem's Nocturne" and "Karma." I heard the "Karma" remix on the radio the other day, and I FELL IN LOVE WITH IT. And it's not on the album- phooey. I hadn't listened to Diary in a while, because I don't like it as much as Songs in A Minor, but hearing the remix reminded me of how much I love that particular song. So, heart Alicia Keys. For the moment, anyway.
From a choreography standpoint (especially for ballet) it's a good song if you want to do an edgier routine. It's got the hip hop beat in the background, but there's a solid melody and this weird, discordant violin thing going on in the background that's actually really good for pirouettes (I checked. Hee.) Plus I love when she breaks it down for the hooks. Not good to skate to, but ballet would rock out. Better for studio work than an actual performance piece, though. Or it would look better (grittier?) when performed in a studio, maybe as a video montage or something, something like the practice scenes in Save The Last Dance.
Anyway, that's probably what I'll be doing on my vacation.
I'm always afraid to dance in my house, though. It's really old and I can't shake the feeling that I'm going to bust right through the floor. The whole damn structure shakes whenever you land a jump. And while there's a ton more room than we had in Drumlin Heights, there's still not quite enough. The ceilings are too low upstairs, and there's always someone downstairs; plus I'm afraid of kicking the hanging lamp in the living room. Dad would kill me if I broke it doing a penchee or something.
I feel alot better now that I've started dancing again. Once I made up my mind to start training seriously for absolutely no one, it's like something in the back of my mind snapped. A sizable amout of the anger that I've felt over my dancing situation for the past eleven years kind of evaporated. There's something very liberating in training hardcore to not perform for anyone at all on purpose. I will never dance in another recital, but that's okay because it's a choice I made, not one that I had to make. Does that make any sense? I won't dance for anyone because I won't, not because I can't.
At any rate, I suppose I need to find studio space or something for the spring. Tawn Marie's just opened up a branch studio on the other side of town, and just about anything is preferable to Jean Stelter's- where I refuse to go on principle. (Hello, wench. It's called fourth position, it's important, and you shouldn't skip over it in a BEGINNING BALLET CLASS. Fool.) She's obsessed with flashy jazz Broadway crap. Not that it's crap, it's just... argh. I don't like it, although I've learned to enjoy doing it every once in a while. Bugger jazz generally, though. It's the white girl's answer to hip hop and it sucks. (Spirit Fingers!!!)
[Edit: The other reason I won't take classes with her any more is because her idea of a hip hop routine is something choreographed to that stupid Can-Can-Can song from Moulin Rouge. *rolls eyes*]
In other news, I need new pointe shoes. A pair with a nice long shank. Oh, and new flat shoes too. I want to crisscross the elastics on both of them. I'm thinking about taking the ribbons off my Serenades and resewing the elastic so that it's crisscrossed. I think I sewed the ribbons on wrong. At any rate, they loosen where they cross over the front, and are just a general pain in the ass. I don't need them to look pretty, I just need the damn things to stay on my feet. Maybe I'll do that tomorrow.
Is it wrong of me to want to dance Odile really, really, really badly? O_o
I've never actually seen it- does anyone know when Odile does her thirty two fouettes?
I really, REALLY want to choreograph a classical ballet variation to Alicia Keys's "Harlem's Nocturne" and "Karma." I heard the "Karma" remix on the radio the other day, and I FELL IN LOVE WITH IT. And it's not on the album- phooey. I hadn't listened to Diary in a while, because I don't like it as much as Songs in A Minor, but hearing the remix reminded me of how much I love that particular song. So, heart Alicia Keys. For the moment, anyway.
From a choreography standpoint (especially for ballet) it's a good song if you want to do an edgier routine. It's got the hip hop beat in the background, but there's a solid melody and this weird, discordant violin thing going on in the background that's actually really good for pirouettes (I checked. Hee.) Plus I love when she breaks it down for the hooks. Not good to skate to, but ballet would rock out. Better for studio work than an actual performance piece, though. Or it would look better (grittier?) when performed in a studio, maybe as a video montage or something, something like the practice scenes in Save The Last Dance.
Anyway, that's probably what I'll be doing on my vacation.
I'm always afraid to dance in my house, though. It's really old and I can't shake the feeling that I'm going to bust right through the floor. The whole damn structure shakes whenever you land a jump. And while there's a ton more room than we had in Drumlin Heights, there's still not quite enough. The ceilings are too low upstairs, and there's always someone downstairs; plus I'm afraid of kicking the hanging lamp in the living room. Dad would kill me if I broke it doing a penchee or something.
I feel alot better now that I've started dancing again. Once I made up my mind to start training seriously for absolutely no one, it's like something in the back of my mind snapped. A sizable amout of the anger that I've felt over my dancing situation for the past eleven years kind of evaporated. There's something very liberating in training hardcore to not perform for anyone at all on purpose. I will never dance in another recital, but that's okay because it's a choice I made, not one that I had to make. Does that make any sense? I won't dance for anyone because I won't, not because I can't.
At any rate, I suppose I need to find studio space or something for the spring. Tawn Marie's just opened up a branch studio on the other side of town, and just about anything is preferable to Jean Stelter's- where I refuse to go on principle. (Hello, wench. It's called fourth position, it's important, and you shouldn't skip over it in a BEGINNING BALLET CLASS. Fool.) She's obsessed with flashy jazz Broadway crap. Not that it's crap, it's just... argh. I don't like it, although I've learned to enjoy doing it every once in a while. Bugger jazz generally, though. It's the white girl's answer to hip hop and it sucks. (Spirit Fingers!!!)
[Edit: The other reason I won't take classes with her any more is because her idea of a hip hop routine is something choreographed to that stupid Can-Can-Can song from Moulin Rouge. *rolls eyes*]
In other news, I need new pointe shoes. A pair with a nice long shank. Oh, and new flat shoes too. I want to crisscross the elastics on both of them. I'm thinking about taking the ribbons off my Serenades and resewing the elastic so that it's crisscrossed. I think I sewed the ribbons on wrong. At any rate, they loosen where they cross over the front, and are just a general pain in the ass. I don't need them to look pretty, I just need the damn things to stay on my feet. Maybe I'll do that tomorrow.
Is it wrong of me to want to dance Odile really, really, really badly? O_o
