Friday, November 18, 2005
break - it down to the beat
I was all ready to spend the evening wallowing in pain after having a bit too much habanero sauce with my wrap last night ( I still feel like I have holes in my intestines). Turns out I was wrong. Julius my uber-cool Navaho partner in crime decides to drag me out to the after party of the Pittsburgh hip-hop Film Festival. After what went down last night I am rather dissapointed I didn't get to watch any of the movies. What added to the coolness was the fact that this event was held at this Old Church/Cathedral in Pitt's clubbing district, now converted into this upscale club (with painted glass windows and sexy lighting) aptly named "The Sanctuary"- ideal place for Friday night salsa and Saturday night trance-dance with spectacular DJs
Throw in the deadly mix of die-hard breakdancers throwing down crazy moves as they defy gravity itself and you will be left dumbfounded (I love that word). Reminds me of everytime I watch Capoeira. Keep thinking to myself "I refuse to accept that they are human." I'd like to see a dance-off between one of these breakfancers and a Capoeira arist. Yes, to me its an art in itself.
Word to the breakdancers out there
Throw in the deadly mix of die-hard breakdancers throwing down crazy moves as they defy gravity itself and you will be left dumbfounded (I love that word). Reminds me of everytime I watch Capoeira. Keep thinking to myself "I refuse to accept that they are human." I'd like to see a dance-off between one of these breakfancers and a Capoeira arist. Yes, to me its an art in itself.
Word to the breakdancers out there