Well, my first official "dance" piece came and went this weekend. It was a good experience for the most part. I now realize even more how much I hate the politics that go on behind-the-scenes and how I am just not interested in that bullshit. I know I get flak for that because I don't play the game, but it's just childish bullshit that doesn;t require my wasting mental energy over. The piece for the most part went well. I am such a perfectionist that I am never truly happy with my work unless it is picture perfect. From the audience perspective I am sure it was great, and several people kept coming up and applauding me for the piece which was very cool. Everyone said they can;t wait to see what's next and they can;t imagine it could be better than this piece. No pressure folks. What shocked me the most is how some of the dancers wigged out in front of an audience and either forgot moves, looked around, or improvised. But, this is all good stuff to know for my summer pieces because there are certainly a few people I will NOT be using....mostly because of their attitudes and egos. I just don't need that. One really good thing that came out of it was that the dancer playing Puck in the Midsummer baller talked to me about going to Central Florida Ballet and choreographing a piece for their third show of the year because they are very interested in more jazz work and he liked my work a lot. This is very surreal for me as I never envisioned my choreography "career" really going any where past high school shows, but I guess I seem to know what I am doing. It;s just weird when people ask me how I come up with stuff and half the time I think what the hell are they talking about. But it is a great affirmation. So thank you Nate (you have come so far in a year and you should be proud of your work in this), Brit (thanks for taking a break from thinking you suck and doing this) and Diane(thanks for saving my ass from the fire and doing you thang) for doing the show. And now to prepare for the next one.
In other news, I was happy to see last night that my evil vicious side has not disappeared completely. I gave up that stuff when I got older because I just wasn;t interested in fucking with people anymore. I just like being nice and riding on calm waters. But every once in a while some person will bring it out of me. Right now, there are 2 people who bring it up in me and make me feel violent. One of them got a taste of what it's like to piss me off during the Chicago run, and the other started to get it last night. I have absolutely no respect or tolerance for people who are fake, two-faced, liars and constantly stick knives in people's backs. This one person fits ALL those elements and what sickens me the most is that everyone is buying into the fake image and "good" intentions. While I would have no problem telling all these people the truth, I am not going to go that route. Karma has a way of dealig with people and the truth will always out. This partially sucks because it affects some good friends of mine, but I am not going to be the bad guy in this situation. Ugh. Even thinking about it now makes me want to break somone's kneecaps (not really). Of course, most people would say, "don;t let it bother you, let it go." But when I have had the knives and the shit eating grin put in my direction, I am going to come out fighting. No one fucks with me like that. Fucking with a mindfucker is not a good thing (right Elf?).
SO that's all, a little dancing, a little bitch, and a little drama at 3 am in the morning (you owe me....kidding....well....maybe) and I had a busy weekend.
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