dance – Groningen Rain

1 March 2021

The Dancing Engineer who loves #BareMetal and #Butoh

[Dutch Lock Down Day Three Hundred Forty Seven]

Sankai Juku by Carlos de las Piedras via Flickr

Welcome to March 2021!

And when we start a new month, we dive into a new theme that combines dance with a technical focus – and March is for #BareMetal and #Butoh

But first the news:

A bare-metal server is a computer server that hosts one tenant, or consumer, only.^[1] The term is used for distinguishing between servers that can host multiple tenants and which utilize virtualisation and cloud hosting.^[2] Such servers are used by a single consumer and are not shared between consumers. Each server may run any amount of work for a user, or have multiple simultaneous users, but they are dedicated entirely to the entity who is renting them. Unlike servers in a data center, they are not being shared between multiple customers.

Bare-metal servers are physical servers. Each server offered for rental is a distinct physical piece of hardware that is a functional server on its own. They are not virtual servers running in multiple pieces of shared hardware.

Butoh (舞踏, Butō) is a form of Japanese dance theatre that encompasses a diverse range of activities, techniques and motivations for dance, performance, or movement. Following World War II, butoh arose in 1959 through collaborations between its two key founders Tatsumi Hijikata and Kazuo Ohno. The art form is known to “resist fixity”^[1] and be difficult to define; notably, founder Hijikata Tatsumi viewed the formalisation of butoh with “distress”.^[2] Common features of the art form include playful and grotesque imagery, taboo topics, extreme or absurd environments, and it is traditionally performed in white body makeup with slow hyper-controlled motion. However, with time butoh groups are increasingly being formed around the world, with their various aesthetic ideals and intentions.

1 December 20201 December 2020

Because Success Is One Step Beyond Failure

[Dutch Lock Down Day Two Hundred Fifty Seven]

I watched Dance Dreams Hot Chocolate Nutcracker aka Debbie Allen Hot Chocolate Nutcracker in the United States.

Because #branding

Behind-the-scenes at the Debbie Allen Dance Academy and their award-winning version of The Nutcracker, which blends a variety of dance traditions.
https://www.imdb.com/title/tt8741182/

And I cried at the end.

But first the news:

That pull to dance?

It’s stronger.

21 November 2020

Hello, Dance, You Beautiful Siren

[Dutch Lock Down Day Two Hundred Forty Seven]

Yeah, I still hear it.

Yesterday I did a five minute arm workout with Dance Accepts Everyone and I’ll admit, DAMN, it felt GOOD.

And then today I took a four hour nap in the afternoon.

But first the news:

Tomorrow’s another day, eh?

20 November 2020

I Do Not Recall Those Events, Senator

[Dutch Lock Down Day Two Hundred Forty Six]

It seems that I may have figured out the source of all the confusion, but I won’t know until a few documents arrive and I promise PROMISE to get more specific as soon as this is all resolved.

In the meantime, no, I’m not getting much sleep lately, cause of the rumination, so the five a.m. kicking ass and taking names until further notice.

But first the news:

I just … look forward to … all this being resolved.

And I REALLY look forward to the appointment with my therapist on Tuesday.

23 July 2020

Dutch Lock Down Day One Hundred Thirty

[Poor Old Left]

When I started dance, I took mostly ballet classes with a few modern, tap, flamenco, and jazz classes on the side. But ballet was six days a week Monday through Saturday and I was GOOD.

Then I went to undergrad at the University of Southern Mississippi and while I was still damn good at ballet, it became OBVIOUS how much I sucked at EVERYTHING ELSE.

While the program required ballet and modern, pretty much all other dance forms were optional including JAZZ.

And I SUCKED.

But first the news:

So why did I return to that jazz class year after year, semester after semester?

BECAUSE I SUCKED.

And the teacher was AMAZING.

She had a saying, everytime we did the second side and she knew it would suck – left is never as good as right – she’d lament, “Poor Old Left”

And we’d ATTACK it.