Tuesday, August 31, 2010


I realized tonight that what I love about this kind of dance is the honor that it pays to the underworld. All of the action is beneath the surface, you have to ignore the held-rigid bodies and focus on the feet, making music on something rigid of the Earth.

Celts. We're complicated people.


terraluna said...

I'm not sure why, but the sound of a bagpipe just grabs my heart and squeezes 'til I can barely stand the joy. It's a family failing, every one of my sisters will also weep at even a few notes from the pipes.

voyance en ligne email said...

That is quite surprising... I have never heard of that before reading your post!