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Pie Plinth

// August 4th, 2009 // No Comments » // Online Fun

Well HI there nice people of the intranets.

Here’s a few fun things I have discovered on my adventures.

- Lollipop Pies.
Holy pie-consuming mother of sweet mini-pastries. I cannot think of a better way to spend my Tuesday night (apart from queuing to get into that Imogen Heap gig)

This, to me, looks like eating pie and not botching up fit-into-jeans-by-birthday plan. Rad.

- The Place
The Professional Class at the Place was completely awesome this morning. If you happen to be a dancer, I recommend you go and bust some hardcore contemporary shapes.

- Hollister

They love it. I’m yet to be convinced.

- Anthony Gormley’s Plinth
I found out today that my Plinth Party has been cancelled due to not being randomly selected by One&Other to have a go on Anthony Gormley’s Fourth Plinth installation in Trafalgar Square. Another loss to the art world.

Anyway.

Beans and rice, you are nice.
x

Painting the town green

// June 25th, 2009 // No Comments » // Inspiration

Yasmeen Godder, you are a legend.

All I need say about this dance is to describe this one moment:

Covered in green paint, spewed from the mouth of a convulsing dancer, dressed with tights over his head, flashing bicycle lights over his eyes, with crispy spaghetti for hair and oranges as hands, Tsuf Itschaky assumes a Human Fly-esque superhero image. He is ceremoniously lowered onto a ring of red jelly, and proceeds to slide around on it, as Ilaya Shalit slashes open pouches of green paint attached to her gold hotpants as a flirtatious gesture to the fly-creature. There follows an erratic orgy of slipping around on green and red gunge, switching of partners, rippling bodies and snippets of extreme facial expression.

(This ‘ere is an extract from the review I wrote for Ballet.co.uk…)

Yes. It was bloody excellent.

(go to 1:10 to see the human fly)

There you go, that’s enough culture for one eventide.
Toodlepips x

So that’s why nutjobs go to Iceland

// June 13th, 2009 // No Comments » // Live Music

Last night I went to The Place to see Erna Ómarsdóttir’s latest dance work, Teach Us To Outgrow Our Madness. Those of you who like to keep up to date with your Icelandic choreographers-cum-emo bands, might recognise the name from Poni, who Ómarsdóttir fronts. Usually in spandex.

Ómasdóttir’s show is weird, hairy, feminist and intense. Kind of like Bjork when she does extra weird stuff, but dance. They also do a screamo song at the end, which is always a bit of fun.

It’s on tonight too, I recommend you go and see it.