THIS big

me: “Can you imagine what it was like dancing at the Savoy? I mean, it would have been insane! All those people!”
Dave: “Woah, yeah! It had two stages, didn’t it?”
me: “Yeah, because it was big…”
Dave: “That blows my mind! That a ballroom was so big the curvature of the earth made it difficult to see the band at the end of a room so they got a second…”
me: :|

yo yo yo

Nine million people came up to me this past MSF weekend, kind of randomly, to say “I’ve been reading your blog!” I knew maybe two of them.

So hello, there people who’ve been reading my blog. Make sure you make your own blog or tumblr or whatever, ok? Because conversation is so much more than monologue.

Little Big Weekend



LBW photo., originally uploaded by dogpossum.

The Little Big Weekend with Lennart and Georgia has just happened. I am overcome by my feelings.

If you ever have even half a chance to learn from Lennart Westerlund, to have a conversation with him, to dance with him, to listen to him speak about dance, take it. Don’t hesitate. Don’t think about it. Just get right in there. Ask him to dance straight away. He is the kindest, gentlest, most giving man. And he is the best listener. That is what dancing with him is like. It’s like speaking to the best listener. And he is quite possibly the wickedest, naughtiest man alive.

This photo is by Andy Firth, who took some really charming photos during the weekend. He apologised for not taking more, as he was having too much fun dancing. This is the best excuse I’ve heard.
I love this photo because you can see me and Alice just beginning to bust in on the jam where Georgia and Lennart are rocking it. It pretty much embodies the way Alice and I felt: we just wanted to _dance_ with Lennart and Georgia. Because they are dear people, and so much fun.