*ponder, ponder*
Sep. 24th, 2006 05:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
swingchickiei went to the postsecret exhibit at the reading museum today. it was... powerful. i've been addicted to the website ever since it got off the ground, and every sunday morning i sit with my coffee and look through the new entries for the week. and they always run the gamut from side-splittingly funny to heartbreakingly sad... but seeing them in person is an entirely different experience. the funny ones are still darn funny (one person wrote in "i think the new pope is creepy-looking", and had a picture of the pope with a voice bubble coming out going "boogeda boogeda!" *chuckle*)... but the sad ones... seeing them live made them a million times sadder to me. viewing a person's deepest fear or regret written out, and being able to actually see the lines from the marker or strokes from the crayon... see how the pen skipped on the paper as they wrote... gaze at the personal photos and other items they used in their creations, the glue or tape that held some of them together... it made it so much more real than looking at them online. and i was surprised at how overwhelmed i was. when i was done at the exhibit, i had to go upstairs and walk around the asian art section so that no-one would see the tears streaming down my cheeks.
last night was a much more upbeat experience.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
boutell and i met up in chestnut hill for the CD release party of "alo brasil", a 10-piece brazilian band that completely tore the house down. i had completely forgotten they were performing, until jeremym sent the word out, and WOW am i glad i went.
descriptions can't do the evening any justice, and the videos that they have on their website don't even come close to the energy that was on stage and in the crowd last night. you just have to imagine 10 people on stage, all of whom play percussion of some kind, pounding out these sexy, booty-shaking beats... while one by one, dancing girls came out dressed in long-flowing dresses and scarves, or full-on rio de janiero thongs and feather headdresses, and wiggled their hips and gyrated to the music. the dancing was as much a part of the entertainment as the band, even to the extent that the band actually had a strip of the stage raised in front of them, so that the girls could dance around right in front of the band and be up in the spotlight. and the girls would pull people up from the audience to dance with them, including a grandmotherly woman who was all spunk and sex appeal as she shook her thing. it was glorious! as i toldboutell afterwards, it was impossible to be in the crowd and not go wild... and if you weren't shaking your ass, someone was going to shake it for you!
blind date tonight. bleh, don't wanna go. i'm tired from last night, and tired from postsecret, and i want to just curl up with my book and read until i fall asleep. wow, i'm really setting this meeting up for success, aren't i???
last night was a much more upbeat experience.
boutell and i met up in chestnut hill for the CD release party of "alo brasil", a 10-piece brazilian band that completely tore the house down. i had completely forgotten they were performing, until jeremym sent the word out, and WOW am i glad i went. descriptions can't do the evening any justice, and the videos that they have on their website don't even come close to the energy that was on stage and in the crowd last night. you just have to imagine 10 people on stage, all of whom play percussion of some kind, pounding out these sexy, booty-shaking beats... while one by one, dancing girls came out dressed in long-flowing dresses and scarves, or full-on rio de janiero thongs and feather headdresses, and wiggled their hips and gyrated to the music. the dancing was as much a part of the entertainment as the band, even to the extent that the band actually had a strip of the stage raised in front of them, so that the girls could dance around right in front of the band and be up in the spotlight. and the girls would pull people up from the audience to dance with them, including a grandmotherly woman who was all spunk and sex appeal as she shook her thing. it was glorious! as i told
boutell afterwards, it was impossible to be in the crowd and not go wild... and if you weren't shaking your ass, someone was going to shake it for you!blind date tonight. bleh, don't wanna go. i'm tired from last night, and tired from postsecret, and i want to just curl up with my book and read until i fall asleep. wow, i'm really setting this meeting up for success, aren't i???
