Friday, December 03, 2004

Awakened frustrated lover

I hope the good people are keeping good tabs on blogs. It's a good cause. I suppose. I get a little too let inny but it's no different than my music. THat's the line I guess I'm voluntarily crossing in some vain attempt at recognition for my creative gifts. I mean music is a gift and so is writing, or any artform, I don't bullshit when it comes to gratitude for this vessel of culture. All praise due.

Breaking always makes me feel better. It's more amplified than Yoga but it is the same. Stretching is crucial, in fact traditional yoga definately conditions the body for the more aerobic and intense movements of b-boying. I think girls have a built-in advantage in this domain because their bodies seem more naturally limber and succulent, I mean supple :P hehe I love me some b-girls, hooooot daaaam. hehehe

But yeah, that gets into some tantric b-movements, fuck yeah. I need an androgynous b- term for the action of it and I now distinguish breaking from the b- domain because I've heard breakers say they are NOT dancers, they are BREAKERS (this from a very battle-hungry make-up wearer, hair gel spiker) So, you know, I figure b-boys dance though so I conciously discern between these types of breaker/break-dancer people, of which I just be. It is definately dancing to me. This shit is BASED on music, though yes, it is a physical battle, that came later, so at its root, the art is an integral level of physical movement that stemmed from and incorporates swing dance, james brown-isms, and every other potential ingredient in the various methods of b-movement from uprock, pop-n-locking, to downrock and power moves, which often derive from gymnastic or martial arts forms.

It's all fair game on the battlefloor, that's what I love about it. If it looks dope, on beat or just physically amazing in and of itself, it has the capacity to render the crowd shocked and awed into applause. The art of the battle is also very deep between the forces that cross paths on the earth element of Hiphop. The psychology plays an almost more important role than the physical performance because you have to be a total catalyst of the moment to win the most attention and downplay your opponents ability to garner it away from you. A subtle awareness of this moment gives the advantage over those who would become victim of clever misdirection. For example, a b-boy might not realize it's an opponent escorting them back to their side right when the trickster flips and calls him out it. Tally point, you know, ding! Dude made you look silly, good for him, you should have been more aware.

Regardless of what judges say, the crowd and the b-boys themselves determine the winners in a natural expression of raw creative talent energy. I mean, the b-boys will give it up to the judges for the sake of fairness, but in the end, it's the abilities and self confidence that guide everything. I've seen a couple questionable calls from judges, but I resepect their difference of opinion. I also feel that strong consideration of the overall combination should emphasize crowd participation and resoponce as determinate factors of achievement. I also happen to think that style and rhythmical flair are what attract as much if not more good attention than very powerful displays of flexibility and control. Style and edge, are the improvisational equivilent in b-movement as voice is to instrumentation. Melody with no voice or character doesn't move the listener, for example, the handshake squeeksqueeeeeeeekeeeee buzzzzzsssh of fax machines and analog modems. Actually a favorite of my wierd ass but that's dijilog.

Energy cause movement, and physical energy is guided by mental or conscious energy becuase the mind transcends and includes the body. Of course it's not a one way street, but I do believe that the Kosmic slop of the universe is of a finer resolution, obviously, than the physical domain, and the spectrum of manifest form gradates infinitely between the most complex configurations of partitioned bits of the Kosmos and the radically empty, formless, source. Completely interwoven, the gaps are of a plentitude decree. God needed we, to be. Interdependant Being constructs adventuring about in the infinite possibilities of imagination, and Kosmic Consciousness.

Sorry to dream awake again and document my mind at 5:26 AM. Whoever reads this has to be tired of me now. But rest assured, I am that I am, variety. hehe

PEACE

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