fredag 30 april 2010

to be or not to be...on stage

Oh the decadence...How I've missed you! Sometimes all you need is good music, sunshine, brunch, and the memories of last night to feel happy.

I was out a couple of nights ago, and by coincidence the actor who plays the male lead in Anna Karenina was in the same company. I guess we were about ten people, all actors, jugglers or acrobats, except for a friend of mine who is a med student. I hope she didn't feel out of place. The entire night was spent at one table, glasses were constantly filled up and discussions circled around performing arts in general. Intense. I told the actor that I went to see him play on monday, which of course was a mistake. Or not. But naturally that led him to ask what I thought about the play, and since I know I'm not a good liar I told what I thought of it, good and bad. But that's how it is, if you don't want my opinions, don't ask for them! And I also think that it's important to be able to both receive and give constructive critisism in our field of work. Luckily the actor belonged to the group that knows how to take it. Not all do.
I guess the urge to be on stage comes from some kind of egoistic need for attention...which makes many performers quite contradictive. They are extremely confident in one way, being able to be in front of people and having the focus on them, yet at the same time many are very insecure and take reviews and critisism very personally.
Tonight I'm throwing a party at my place, see you there perhaps...

tisdag 27 april 2010

Anna Karenina

Oh yes, I did manage to get me and my friend tickets for Anna Karenina even though it was sold out, thanks to some help from a friend at the theatre.

Where to start...? It was long, very very long. 4 hours and 15 minutes with only one break. I must admit to being abit apprehensive about this play because of the length. I love theatre, but never the less, I have fallen asleep during plays if they are too long and too slow. Luckily, even though I was really tired when I got to the theatre, there was no risk of me falling asleep during this play! It was very intense, the dynamics worked well and the actors were seriously working their asses off on stage! The costume design was awesome. The scenography was even better! (I bet the stage techs don't love it as much as I did, it must take ages to set up and deconstruct.) I love how the director had made use of the entire stage in many different ways, and also incorporating live video projection.

It was also very physical, lots of running and shouting for the actors. No wonder they only play it a couple of times a month. All and all, I liked it, but on the down side I have to say I wasn't touched. It didn't make me feel. It was good theatre. Great is when something happens to your own emotions when sitting in the audience. This didn't quite get all the way there, but I enjoyed it.

måndag 26 april 2010

There you go Dr Freud, what do you think?

I had just the weirdest dream about vampires last night. Too weird and too long to give you a full recap, but the two weirdest things in the dream was that the vampires had divided the vampire kids into two lines. In one line was the healthy, fully developed ones, and in the other line were all the vampire kids with some form of malformation. They were divided because the vampire community wanted to keep the breed strong and healthy. The kids in the line for those with malformations were going in the opposite direction as the healthy kids and all the kids were singing "healthy ones this way, sick ones that way". Nazi vampires....

The other weird thing was that the vampires were being hunted by flies, gigantic flies the size of pigs!

Now psycho-analyze that!!

Speaking of weird, weirdest place I've ever slept was behind a washingmachine at a trailorpark in Australia.

söndag 25 april 2010

It's just a Sunday...slowday

Went out running today, first time since Australia...felt quite nice. I've never been a fan of running, but today it felt so light and easy I might just do it again some day.

Tomorrow I'm going to the theatre to see Leo Tolstoy's Anna Karenina. If I can get tickets that is, I hear it's sold out, but that shouldn't be a problem. Pretty much all theatres have seats they don't normally sell out, you just have to know the right people. never know, I might be out of luck.

"Happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way." - Tolstoy

lördag 24 april 2010

Why women melt to the sound of a saxophone

It's so beautiful it hurts inside when I listen to it. It makes me feel small, like the whole universe is crashing down on me through the sound of a sax. Can't really explain it, but it hurts and I can't get enough.

lördag 17 april 2010

Cosmopolitan greetings

I guess much of what I do comes down to the search of inspiration. I'm not stupid, I actually consider myself rather rational and with a sense of logic. But never am I bound by my rationality or logic. It is often the case, that I evaluate a situation where I have to make a choice, come down to a conclusion of what would be the smart thing to do, and then do the exact opposite.

Last night was no exception. The bars here close at 4am and we were a group of about ten people that decided to have an afterparty. Eventually everybody had left the afterparty except for me, a juggler, and a break dancer. I knew the smart thing to do would be to go home and get some sleep as I was going to work the next day. But instead I stayed, and we had a really intense discussion about the performing arts. At 8am I finally decided it was time to call it a night. Needless to say, work was no pic-nic today. But it was worth it.

After work I had planned to go to a friends birthday party...but had to face the cruel fact, that I'm too old for this shit. So here I am, saturday night, starting a new blog. This time I write as myself and what I write is true and not make believe.

"Stand up against governments, against God.
Stay irresponsible.
Say only what we know & imagine.
Absolutes are Coercion.
Change is absolute.
Ordinary mind includes eternal perceptions.
Observe what's vivid.
Notice what you notice.
Catch yourself thinking.
Vividness is self-selecting.
If we don't show anyone, we're free to write anything..."