(Saw these guys perform this at The Purple Pig Music Festival in 2014 --> incredible band)

Beck + headphones + dancing feet = smiling dizzy

"Seasons" by Future Islands


Marlon Brando meets Joe Cocker?
My new favorite dancer! And wow that voice! (Love Dave's enthusiasm too: "I'll take all of that you got!")

People change, even though some people never do
You know when people change
They gain a piece but they lose one too

Two awesome new Naples, NY entities for the new year

Watched this song performed live on New Year's Eve at the Naples Hotel = perfect way to enter 2014!

Thank you for the fine fine music, Lou Reed

"She started shakin' to that fine fine music
You know her life was saved by rock 'n' roll
Despite all the amputations you know you could just go out
And dance to the rock 'n' roll station"

100% pure awesomeness

reminds me of John Held Jr. illustrations

2 random Friday songs

Sixto Rodriguez - "I Wonder"

"Searching for Sugar Man" is a great documentary about Rodriguez - pretty amazing story



my joints are off stud :)

PV - Day of the Dead (Dia de los Muertos)

A street festival we attended to celebrate this traditional Mexican holiday, with free performances given by local dancing groups and others. Unfortunately I wasn't feeling 100% and I was self-conscious about using my camera too often... But now as I watch these clips I wish I had video-ed the entire show - the dancers were fantastic!

I loved seeing all my cousins (and their kids too) bopping around - even Aunt Carol is dancing! Sonja & I took turns taking video of each other dancing with our dad, we were so tickled to be dancing with him! :) The dancing continued all evening - this bunch had endless energy!

picture a bright blue ball just spinning free... dizzy with possibilities...

Hoping to hear Bob Weir sing this tonight!


"Throwing Stones" - the Grateful Dead 

(Words by John Perry Barlow; music by Bob Weir)

Picture a bright blue ball, just spinning, spinnin' free,
Dizzy with eternity.
Paint it with a skin of sky,
Brush in some clouds and sea,
Call it home for you and me.

A peaceful place - or so it looks from space,
A closer look reveals the human race.
Full of hope, full of grace
Is the human face,
But afraid we may lay our home to waste.

There's a fear down here we can't forget.
Hasn't got a name just yet.
Always awake, always around,
Singing ashes, ashes, all fall down.
Ashes, ashes, all fall down.

Now watch as the ball revolves
And the nighttime falls.
Again the hunt begins,
Again the bloodwind calls.
By and by again, the morning sun will rise,
But the darkness never goes
From some men's eyes.
It strolls the sidewalks and it rolls the streets,
Staking turf, dividing up meat.
Nightmare spook, piece of heat,
It's you and me.
You and me.

Click flash blade in ghetto night,
Rudie's looking for a fight.
Rat cat alley, roll them bones.
Need that cash to feed that jones.
And the politicians throwin' stones,
Singing ashes, ashes, all fall down.
Ashes, ashes, all fall down.

Commissars and pin-stripe bosses
Roll the dice.
Any way they fall,
Guess who gets to pay the price.
Money green or proletarian gray,
Selling guns instead of food today.

So the kids they dance
And shake their bones,
And the politicians throwin' stones,
Singing ashes, ashes, all fall down.
Ashes, ashes, all fall down.

Heartless powers try to tell us
What to think.
If the spirit's sleeping,
Then the flesh is ink
History's page, it is thusly carved in stone.
The future's here, we are it, we are on our own...

If the game is lost,
Then we're all the same.
No one left to place or take the blame.
We can leave this place an empty stone
Or this shining ball of blue we can call our home.

So the kids they dance
And shake their bones,
And the politicians throwin' stones,
Singing ashes, ashes, all fall down.
Ashes, ashes, all fall down.

Shipping powders back and forth
Singing black goes south and white comes north.
In a whole world full of petty wars
Singing I got mine and you got yours.
And the current fashion sets the pace,
Lose your step, fall out of grace.
And the radical, he rant and rage,
Singing someone's got to turn the page.
And the rich man in his summer home,
Singing just leave well enough alone.
But his pants are down, his cover's blown...

And the politicians throwing stones,
So the kids they dance
And shake their bones,
'Cuz it's all too clear we're on our own.

Singing ashes, ashes, all fall down.
Ashes, ashes, all fall down.

Picture a bright blue ball,
Just spinning, spinnin', free.
Dizzy with the possibilities.

pixel dancer with beard

"Dance first. Think Later. It's the natural order."

Samuel Beckett

Can't wait to see this movie!!! (I hope Jean Dujardin wins Oscar!)

Kimbra: something new & different

A little weird, very creative, theatrical,
great dancing + what a voice!
She's from New Zealand!

clapping + sparkly black dress + quirky dancing = how this became my favorite video for this holiday party season! (and her French accent, ooolala)

Talking Heads - "Life During Wartime"

this ain't no party, this ain't no disco...