No, no, no- put those back on. I mean the post-event write up. Sheesh.
Stompology, which happened in Rochester this past weekend, is (to my nearly-unlimited knowledge) the only solo-vernacular-jazz-dance weekend in existance. As you would know, if you'd read my unpublish drafts, solo dancing is something I struggle with, but value very highly as one of my next avenues to pursue. Needless to say, I had to be there.
The weekend was nothing quite like what I'd expected- although it might have been even better than I'd hoped. Rather than the super-showy jamfest I'd anticipated, the weekend was a balanced blend of hanging out, partying, and high-quality classes, with a bit of partner dancing thrown in for flavor. Tin Pan Blues Band (see link below) provided some seriously fun jazz and blues. The lead singer, Jesse Selengut, is an entertainer in the vein of Fats or Louis- his delivery is rough, sassy, untechnical, and ultimately delightful. They delivered a quirky mix of lindy, blues, and je-ne-sais-quoi, and when the jam on the porch at the late night proved limiting, they set up and played the house party in the dance room.
Highlights and links (I'll add links as they get put up):
Tin Pan Blues Band playing the house party (Tin Pan Blues Band's Blog)
Watching Sharon's detailing in her and Mikey's Solo Blues class
The hundred-and-one-man-dance at the end of Falty's class (Here's the Lindy Focus performance of the same choreography)
Getting a very flattering new nickname, courtesy of Mikey. Is there an emoticon for blushing?
The jams. Serious props to the musicians. (Jams might be one of my favorite things in life). They were even kind enough to let me butcher Blues My Naughty (I remembered the words to the second verse on the way home, if anyone's wondering).
Chocolate cookies.
Sharon's ridiculously-fast yet ultimately doable name-dropping routine.
Fantasizing about going to to jazz camp, at the Lindy Compound.
So, with my muscles sore and my brain full, it's off to work again for me.
Peace, love, and 5-6-7-8,
-m.
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3 Comments
Nathan
4/22/2009 06:45:37 am
Seattle had an amazing solo jazz weekend, but I think it's now more or less permanently defunct. So Stompology could declare itself the only one still running in existance.
Nathan
5/4/2009 08:02:01 am
I was mistaken on the solo jazz weekend here being defunct. It was handed off to an organizer that knows nothing of advertising, so even most of Seattle doesn't know of it. It is called Roots. The classes last year were absolutely amazing, and given the complete lack of any advertising this year, I expect class sizes to be so small as to nearly be like taking private lessons.
Carsie
5/11/2009 07:10:57 am
So, go on. What was the nickname? Leave a Reply. |
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