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sharplittleteethIt must have been a good weekend. I'm still bruised and aching.
Friday night was Destroid/Diary of Dreams/Covenant. Diary of Dreams were excellent. Covenant were suited-up and magnificent. Destroid were on fire.
Saturday morning, up for two hours of karate. Including a special grappling class that was just myself and two black belts. I hurt my neck and ribs when I screwed up a break fall, but I don't care. It was fantastic fun. Also a sobering reminder that punching and kicking don't count for jack when someone has got you down on the mat in choke-hold.
Saturday evening we went to see Circus Trick Tease at the Fringe Festival. They're three acrobats who dress up in 1940's style costumes and tie their strength and balancing tricks together with some saucy pantomime and a bit of swing dancing.
The tricks were amazing - a headstand on a wine bottle, a handstand on the stomach of the showgirl while she's arched overbackwards in the bridge position. But the thing that really impressed me was the casual grace of the performers, the elegant way they'd swoop up into a handstand, or slide over each other as they came down.
Also: there was a cute little queer love triangle through the whole performance, that ended with the strongman running off with the other male acrobat, leaving the bratty showgirl sobbing on stage and yelling at the audience to fuck off.
Sunday: shopping, recorded some more demos. Then dinner at Cookie for Kate's birthday. Lots of yummy little Thai dishes. Including a mung bean pudding with star anise sorbet for dessert. Gluten and dairy free, refreshing without being too sweet. Very nice.
An excellent weekend. Although I'm feeling a bit like a Leonard Cohen lyric today:
Well my friends are gone and my hair is grey
I ache in the places where I used to play...
Friday night was Destroid/Diary of Dreams/Covenant. Diary of Dreams were excellent. Covenant were suited-up and magnificent. Destroid were on fire.
Saturday morning, up for two hours of karate. Including a special grappling class that was just myself and two black belts. I hurt my neck and ribs when I screwed up a break fall, but I don't care. It was fantastic fun. Also a sobering reminder that punching and kicking don't count for jack when someone has got you down on the mat in choke-hold.
Saturday evening we went to see Circus Trick Tease at the Fringe Festival. They're three acrobats who dress up in 1940's style costumes and tie their strength and balancing tricks together with some saucy pantomime and a bit of swing dancing.
The tricks were amazing - a headstand on a wine bottle, a handstand on the stomach of the showgirl while she's arched overbackwards in the bridge position. But the thing that really impressed me was the casual grace of the performers, the elegant way they'd swoop up into a handstand, or slide over each other as they came down.
Also: there was a cute little queer love triangle through the whole performance, that ended with the strongman running off with the other male acrobat, leaving the bratty showgirl sobbing on stage and yelling at the audience to fuck off.
Sunday: shopping, recorded some more demos. Then dinner at Cookie for Kate's birthday. Lots of yummy little Thai dishes. Including a mung bean pudding with star anise sorbet for dessert. Gluten and dairy free, refreshing without being too sweet. Very nice.
An excellent weekend. Although I'm feeling a bit like a Leonard Cohen lyric today:
Well my friends are gone and my hair is grey
I ache in the places where I used to play...
