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Here we dance upon our leaf tossed floor Northern beech full of soul no chalk required here twisting our bodies to the rhythms of the Earth on green moss covered creepers flailing curly dreadlocks in our wake ancient gnarly faces lit with full wide grins we are up and at it in the early hours … Continue reading keep the faith
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“Hard times require furious dancing. Each of us is proof.” Alice Walker the movement is pre fired neuron instinctual like a gecko's tongue snap lilt and jerk twist and pop my inner yin and yang vibrating in harmony with the beat and with each other to create groove- funk consciousness that consumes being i exist … Continue reading whirly bird
Michael is hosting at Real Toads. Nearly high noon of summer here in the northern hemisphere. What they won't say anymore, or ask, is what happened to birdsong? Maybe it's only here in concrete southern California - maybe where you are, there are more than crow squawks and gull cries and the occasional dove coo … Continue reading Fields
Two nights ago I was fortunate to see Rising Appalachia live in Glasgow. I have followed their journey from afar for some years and have taught a version of a traditional West African song called Sunu in my drum classes, which they have recorded so beautifully....so this was a special night for me. They did … Continue reading find your way