*897 - time to dance

One of the best dance classes I've taken recently: today, at Green Street Studios, Cambridge (not that it matters to anyone). By some sort of miracle, I managed to leave work early at 6.30 pm today (I felt like a criminal of sorts prancing out of the office at that time) in order to make it for a two hour long modern jazz class. It turned out to be more modern than jazz, to my delight.

Lovely choreography: emotive, but not in a cheesy way. Strong, but still pretty. Challenging, but not overwhelming. Quirky improvisations with unabashed dancers, conceptually stimulating--reminded me of dance in Cornell. Every bit of her choreography felt foreign and fresh and put together in a new and wonderfully quirky way. None of that pas de bourree --> pirouette prep --> triple turn stuff, or the usual showing off of who has the most fabulous split leaps. (I'm not saying that's all bad; in fact, those are terribly fun and fulfilling; this is just fun and fulfilling in a different way. The type of dance I studied here and the type of dance I used to do back home occupy two very different realms in my brain.)

But first of all, today was an anomaly and I will probably never be able to leave work so early again. And second of all, she was a substitute teacher and generally teaches exclusively in BU. Very sad indeed!

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One of the worst dance classes I've ever taken: Sunday, at a studio near my place. "Lyrical jazz". Actually, I don't even want to talk about it.

Hahaha.

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Searching for a dance studio to settle down into is like hunting for a church. Both processes are long-drawn out (Sundays only come around once a week, and I don't have time on weekdays, in general, to dance), involve hits and misses and everything in between, are mostly enjoyable, rather exciting, and generally make my day--but one does want to settle down sooner rather than later!