Hey there, hi there, ho there, carbon-based bipeds!   I know, it's been awhile, but it just goes to show how lazy yours truly can really get.

Anyway, mild but significant rant coming up. (You have now been officially warned, so no whining.  If this doesn't appeal to you, just remember, nude pictures of your favorite celebrity are just a click away. . . on another website.  Okay?  Okay.)

I just got done visiting ShanMonster's blog, which gives me a good dose of laughter and social commentary when I need it most.  One of her recurring regular features is the 'danse du jour' video, which consists mostly of Middle Eastern (belly) dance but also includes stuff like yoga masters and modern dance.

The rant has to do with a performance by a member of Belly Dance Superstars.  There was absolutely nothing wrong with the performance.  It was the way the dancer ended the performance.  When she was done, she just walked off stage.  No pause for applause.  Not even the slightest hint of a bow.  She just walked off the stage.

WhutDaF***??!!!!!????!!!!?!!!!?!!!

Here's the clincher, adults and adulteresses:  ShanMonster goes on to inform her loyal readers that this is now common practice among BDSS dancers.  And other dancers are starting to copy it!

That sound you're hearing is the rush of steam from my too-tiny-for-my-head ears!!!!   I normally don't get too exercised about the peccadilloes of artists, performers, etc.  You have to be living under a rock to realize that there are far more important things going on the world.  Besides, as Sherlock Holmes once commented on the Vernet side of his family,  "Art in the blood takes strange forms."

But this is one of the most arrogant, ultra-self-centered, horseshit things I have ever heard about in my short, unnatural life!  Golly wumpers, guys and gals, I thought acknowledging the approval of the audience was one of the points of performing.  Maybe I'm the one who's been living under a rock.  One of the dangers of observing human nature is that you reach a point where you think you've seen everything. . .only to be metaphorically body-slammed by being proven wrong!

Anyway, life goes on and so do I.  It's late and work awaits on the morrow.  Until next time, c.b.b.

Peace,

m.b.a.

Tags: belly dance
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