lovely blooz action

Firstly, I just wrote a decent version of this post then deleted it. Shit.
Ok, so I’ll see what I can remember.
Firstly, you have to watch this clip below.
I think a lot of people think that blues dancing is just standing about cuddling to really slow music – sort of frottage on the hoof. But it’s not. It’s not that boring (and I have to say, there’s nothing more boring than DJing that type of blues gig – booooring. Unless you’re into voyeurism. But I guess even then you’d lose interest after about 4 hours). It’s not. There’s lots more fun stuff going on.

I think Blues Shout is on the top of my list of American camps I’d like to go to, right now. There’s lots of interesting stuff going on there.
I blogged about this a little while ago with this great clip from 2007.
So what do I like about that latest clip?

1. body shapes. There’s a lot more going on there than the muscle and sinew action we’ve been seeing in lindy hop lately as the tempos get really high. But there’s no silly barbie frou-frou rubbish either. I keep thinking ‘built for comfort’.


2. sass + sauce. The extreme sensuality, but also the radical parody. The snicker with the shimmy. I like the way you really have to bring it to make this work – you have to commit, physically and emotionally, and really perform to make the tension between humour and sexuality work.

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3. hot and cool. The relationship between extremely hot bodies and very cool faces.

Well, with all that in mind, here’s the set I did last night. It was quite a long set, which was nice (though a bit scary, as I really don’t have that much music for blues dancing – just what I find on my ‘lindy’ CDs… hahahah… well, really, this is a good argument for buying CDs rather than downloading individual songs – with an album you get the whole emotional spectrum and a selection of songs by an artist, with one song you get … just one song).
It was a lovely set to do, though I was fanging for a dance. I would have, perhaps, as this crowd is pretty laid back, but I don’t feel confident enough to line up a few songs and then dance, with blues. I’m just not experienced enough to be sure it’ll work. I ran through a whole range of styles, partly because my tastes are quite varied, but also because I think it’s a better idea with a group of dancers who are newer to a style – give people a general taster. Also, I’m not sure I have enough music to do a solid speciality set. People really seemed to like it… I think. There’s a lot more socialising and drinking here in Sydney than at Melbourne dance events, and that makes it harder to judge the crowd. Also, there were about six zillion chicks there last night, so there’d always be a lot of people sitting and watching.
A couple of notes about the music:
I’ve been exploring Taj Mahal lately. He’s not my number one favourite, but you have to respect a legend. I’ve downloaded a couple of songs from his greatest hits albums from itunes, but I’m not sure I really need entire albums just yet. I’ll think about it though, especially if I see them cheap at a shop.
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I came in loud and proud, partly because I wanted to get the energy up and fun, rather than coming in all quiet and kissy. Most useful thing I’ve ever learnt about DJing blues was from Andy: keep it loud, like a party. Loud as in high energy. I also favour a little humour and sass in my blues, so I’m not much good with the overly earnest artists (though I do like a little Nina Simone).
There was a birthday dance, for which I chose ‘Miss Celie’s Blues’. I had a feeling the birthday girl would be into that Sistah action, and she was very happy with the choice.
jr.jpegPeople seemed to like ‘New Orleans Bump’. I mean, I’ve played it before, but the reaction of dancers last night was more interesting than in the past. They were warmed up, which helped. They were feeling ‘up’, which helped. They’d had a couple of drinks, which helped. The class before hand (which was really quite interesting) was all about dancing to the music, and how to combine moves and types of movements to illustrate the music, and the dancers were all trying out the ideas all night. It made DJing a whole lot more interesting. But anyhow, people were experimenting with stuff in the percussion intro, and then they really seemed to dig the tango rhythms, and then were totally digging the ‘drama’ of the song – there were many campy dips and uber-emoting. Which is just perfect for Jelly Roll, who’s all about making shit up and showing off.
I still don’t feel that I’m a terribly good blues DJ. I feel as though I ignore tempos too much, and tend to ram songs together based on style, rather than working for a longer-range emotional wave. But there’s a much smaller tempo range to work with (about 45-120bpm as opposed to 120-300 bpm for lindy) and you can’t apply the usual rules about giving dancers a break ’cause they’re tired. It’s all slow, so you can just dance every single song, forever. I think I jump about, ‘mood’ wise, and that’s not so cool. But I guess I just need more practice.
I don’t much like Molly Johnson, but I do like it that she sounds like Masie Grey (sp?). She’s really not as good as the old school chicks. But she doesn’t suck. I bought a few of her songs from itunes after listening my way through most of her albums on amazon.
Every time I play Dinah Washington a woman asks me who that artist was. She goes down well with ladies. Because she rocks. I own a lot of Washington, but I still want this Mosaic set. Because.
Carol Ralph also always goes down well. People can’t believe she’s local. But she is. And that album is really very good – the musicians are top shelf. Not many Australians can pull off the sass/humour of those old school blues queens. But she can.
[title, artist, bpm, year, length, album, last played – NB there are some inaccurate dates as I just can’t keep up with that data – I can’t keep up with making sure all the dates are actually the recording dates and not the album release date. This is especially tricky because sometimes CDs’ liner notes don’t include recording details, especially if they’re a cheap CD (like that Aretha greatist hits).]
Sleep in Late Molly Johnson 86 2002 2:47 Another Day 21/09/08 9:55 PM
Built for Comfort Taj Mahal 98 1998 4:46 In Progress & In Motion (1965-1998) 21/09/08 10:00 PM
Blues Stay Away George Smith 82 1955 3:10 Kansas City – Jumping The Blues From 6 To 6 21/09/08 10:03 PM
Confessin’ The Blues Jimmy Witherspoon With Jay McShann And His Band 92 1957 4:16 Goin’ To Kansas City Blues 21/09/08 10:08 PM
Bargain Day Dinah Washington 89 1956 2:55 The Swingin’ Miss “D” 21/09/08 10:11 PM
Jealous Hearted Blues Carol Ralph 80 2005 3:48 Swinging Jazz Portrait 21/09/08 10:14 PM
Reckless Blues Velma Middleton with Louis Armstrong and the All Stars 88 2:30 The Complete Decca Studio Recordings of Louis Armstrong and the All Stars (disc 06) 21/09/08 10:17 PM
Rosetta Blues Rosetta Howard with the Harlem Hamfats 103 1937 3:00 History of the Blues – disc2 21/09/08 10:20 PM
Kitchen Blues Martha Davis 80 1947 3:05 BluesWomen Girls Play And Sing The Blues 21/09/08 10:23 PM
I Want A Little Sugar In My Bowl Nina Simone 65 1967 2:33 Released 21/09/08 10:26 PM
Rangoon Cootie Williams 63 2:12 In Hi-Fi 21/09/08 10:28 PM
Goin’ To Chicago Count Basie and His Orchestra with Jimmy Rushing 79 1952 3:22 Complete Clef/Verve Count Basie Fifties Studio Recordings (Disc 2) 21/09/08 10:31 PM
Incoherent Blues Clark Terry, Ed Thigpen, Oscar Peterson, Ray Brown 64 1964 2:41 Oscar Peterson Trio + One: Clark Terry 21/09/08 10:34 PM
My Handy Man Ain’t Handy No More Alberta Hunter 76 1978 3:49 Amtrak Blues 21/09/08 10:38 PM
I Feel Like Layin In Another Woman’s Husband’s Arms Blu Lu Barker 89 1946 2:57 Don’t You Feel My Leg: Apollo’s Lady Blues Singers 21/09/08 10:41 PM
I Ain’t No Ice Man Cow Cow Davenport 89 1938 2:51 History of the Blues – disc2 21/09/08 10:43 PM
Tin Roof Blues Wingy Manone and the New Orleans Rhythm Kings 92 1934 2:58 The Wingy Manone Collection Vol. 2 21/09/08 10:46 PM
New Orleans Bump Wynton Marsalis 128 1999 4:36 Mr. Jelly Lord – Standard Time, Vol. 6 21/09/08 10:51 PM
St. James Infirmary Henry “Red” Allen 98 1991 3:45 World on a String – Legendary 1957 Sessions 21/09/08 10:55 PM
Wild Man Blues Louis Armstrong and the All Stars 75 3:58 The Complete Decca Studio Recordings of Louis Armstrong and the All Stars (disc 05) 21/09/08 10:59 PM
Do I Move You? (Second Version) (Bonus Track) Nina Simone 70 2006 2:20 Nina Simone Sings the Blues 21/09/08 11:01 PM
Shave ’em Dry Asylum Street Spankers 131 1997 4:21 Nasty Novelties 21/09/08 11:05 PM
Son Of A Preacher Man Aretha Franklin 77 3:16 Greatest Hits – Disc 1 21/09/08 11:09 PM
Soul of a Man Irma Thomas 121 2006 3:02 After the Rain 21/09/08 11:12 PM
Telephone Blues George Smith 68 1955 3:03 Kansas City – Jumping The Blues From 6 To 6 21/09/08 11:15 PM
Miss Celie’s Blues Molly Johnson 97 2002 3:46 Another Day 21/09/08 11:19 PM
Back Water Blues Dinah Washington with Belford Hendricks’ Orchestra 71 1957 4:58 Ultimate Dinah Washington 21/09/08 11:24 PM
Wee Baby Blues Count Basie with Mahalia Jackson 64 1968 3:14 Live In Antibes 1968 21/09/08 11:27 PM
Gee Baby, Ain’t I Good To You Count Basie and His Orchestra with Joe Williams 68 1957 2:32 The Count Basie Story (Disc 2) 21/09/08 11:30 PM
When The Lights Go Out Jimmy Witherspoon 100 1998 3:01 Jazz Me Blues: the Best of Jimmy Witherspoon 21/09/08 11:33 PM
The Mooche Michael McQuaid’s Red Hot Rhythmakers 117 2006 3:41 Rhythm Of The Day 21/09/08 11:36 PM
Blue Leaf Clover Firecracker Jazz Band 111 2005 4:59 The Firecracker Jazz Band 21/09/08 11:41 PM
Sweet Home Chicago Taj Mahal 93 1998 3:15 In Progress & In Motion (1965-1998) 21/09/08 11:45 PM
Young Woman’s Blues Loose Marbles 102 4:22 21/09/08 11:49 PM

old fat blokes making sweet, sweet jass

I’m off to DJ some blooz tonight, and have just paused to show The Squeeze on of the Best Things about youtube:

Live concerts by freakin’ amazing musicians. This is Oscar Peterson and Count Basie playing lovely jazz. Basie was about a zillion years old then. Peterson has only passed away in the last couple of years.
This is a really nice song, and one I might consider playing for blooz dancers. Or lindy hoppers in a quiet moment. Either way, it’s sweet listening and dancing.
I especially love the way the drummer is penned off in a little bubble. That’s become drummers are Trouble and need to be kept away from the big kids.

don’t lindy hop when you’ve got your rags

I like the way this helpful clip doesn’t even mention vaginas or blood, or well, actually give any useful information about menstruation itself. Apparently, your ovaries aren’t really connected to your vagina in any way at all.
…the best bit, though, is where you’re encouraged not to lindy hop when you’ve got your rags – just waltz. Certainly no tranky doo.

wanted: nice iyengar yoga studio

I miss Frank.
:(
I have just started looking for another Iyengar studio.
The Yoga Nook in Dulwich Hill is very close (only a quick bike ride away), although I did find this disturbing photo on its site:
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The Squeeze doesn’t think I should go there, just in case he comes home one evening to find me stuck in this pose on the lounge room floor. I share his concerns.
The Leichardt Yoga Room got me all excited with its name (almost but not quite the Rathdown Yoga Room), but it featured this photo on its site:
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I’m fairly sure this is the pose that I hate most. My nemesis pose. It is my Captain Hammer. I frickin’ hate backwards bending poses, and this is the worst. It hurts my back, it hurts my feet, it hurts my legs. I tend to get distressed doing this pose – heart rate elevated, panic! panic! – and need all the equipment in the room (every bolster, every wooden thing, every blanket) to attempt it. This usually means that I’m sitting upright with a bunch of blankets under my feet and a billion bolsters and other shit piled up behind me.
So I’m not sure I want to go there – I mean, if you love virasana that much, why don’t you freakin’ marry it? It is in Leichardt, though. Which is where the ‘french’ cafe is.
Really, I think I just want Frank to come to Sydney. Or I want another yoga studio specialising in Iyengar, long, complicated and incomprehensible explanations and Italian nonnas. In my experience, the best studios are also very not online.
…now I’ve thought about Frank, I’m suddenly overcome by a wave of homesickness. I miss the smell of the yoga mats. Wait, I know how I can cheer myself up: with home made yoga. Down dog!

need greens

I need a good nursery. We walked through Petersham today and saw two (one in Lewisham – but I’ve decided Petersham and Lewisham are the same place, even though one has Sweet Belem and the old theatre/roller skating rink and one… doesn’t), both were expensive, one was dodgy. It’s nice looking at nurseries when it’s been raining. There’s a Bunnings in Ashfield, but they suck. I need one that delivers for a reasonable fee (not $48 thanks Bunnings!).
This is what I need:
– some bales of straw/sugar can mulch for mulching. Probably two bales, maybe three. $27 is too much, thanks.
– some plants. Cheapish. I’m after about 4 small lavenders, 4 rosemarys, at least 3 natives (grevillea, banksia, protea combo), a passionfruit vine, a pretty scented ‘traditional’ vine (jasmine, etc) and some other stuff, including citrus trees for pots
– some pots. I want seedling punnets. If I buy some seedlings I’ll get some for free. But I don’t want seedlings, I have my own – they are now fighting and trying to climb out the cramped conditions in the home-made greenhouse tub (rectangular clear plastic tub – perfect mini-greenhouse for seed sprouting, less than $10 each at BigW or a junk shop. Better than a bought one, as they stack properly in our small bathroom/laundry situation). I will also need a couple of large pots for the citrus. I want some small pots for the new seedlings as well
– some potting mix. Decent stuff, probably two bags at least.
– I could also be tempted by some tools (secateurs, etc)
I could do with a feed store for the mulch, but where will I find one of those in inner Sydney?
If anyone knows a decent nursery, I’ll be your best friend forever. Must be within PT of Summer Hill.

why didn’t anyone tell me?

bkr.jpg that Be Kind, Rewind is, essentially, an homage to Fats Waller?
I’m a big fan of Michel Gondry’s films, and knew I’d like this one, but I’ve only just had a chance to chase it down on DVD. First, Mos Def + Jack Black = yes! But then, BKR is far more than just a dumb film about videos: it’s a film about Fats Waller!
Also, it’s a story about the way people tell each other stories. I really liked the emphasis on people enjoying telling each other stories – made up or not – to which everyone can contribute.
And, then, even more awesomely, the characters make a fan-fic film about Fats Waller’s life. It’s fully awesome.
My other favourite bit was the montage filmed in ‘real time’ – omg.
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I recommend watching the extras on the DVD – they have a full version of the Fats film.
Also: the Fats film references real archival footage of Fats – little soundies he made. And that is absolutely fully sick, because of course, the BKR is all about a couple of blokes (and then more people) who ‘remake’ famous films from memory and on a tight budget – so the film is all about ‘remaking’ found footage.
It’s all so close to my stuff on what swing dancers do with archival footage, it just about made me swoon.
Sigh.
…also, I’m sorry this post is only semi-coherent. It seems today is not a day for words. It is a day for action.

see that? that’s me, djing

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That’s me DJing at… hm… not sure where. MLX? Probably – looks like a set list there next to me, and I’d’ve been doing band breaks.
A good friend, Scott (big, not scribbler) took that photo. See my hand – it’s tappa-tapping. I’m actually DJing, right there, in that photo.
See my generous bum, hips and legs? That’s professional DJing gear, that – for when you do 4-hour late-night sets. I could stand, but that’d suck after a while.
See those headphones? They’re sennheisers. And the best bit about them is that they reduce sound, so I can put them on if I’m finding it all a bit noisy. But don’t tell anyone – they think I’m previewing. In that photo, I think I am previewing, because you can see DJ1800, which I use to preview.
See that microphone, there? I don’t use them. I’m afraid of them. Also, you can see my imic – a tiny little external sound card. It’s round and white. You can also almost see my green and red alligator necklace – that’s the most important accessory in this photo.
I wish I was sitting up properly in this photo. Right now I have a sore right arm from DJing at a table that was too high for me. I look at this photo and think about how great the sound set up is at MLX – the bestest ever, of any of the places I’ve ever DJed. Brian yells at you if you touch the set up. And justifiably so, I guess. Some people need a good yelling at – some DJs in particular. Especially the ones with alligator necklaces. But that’s mostly because they a) have work-place related industrial deafness, or b) have forgotten to take their ear plugs out.
Another thing about that photo – I remember doing that set in something of a rush-and-panic. You can’t DJ on a weekend you’re running, even if you’re not running that night. Well, I can’t – there’s always something that needs fixing, or someone who needs your help. The best was that same exchange, when I was DJing in one room, the DJ from the other room came in and was all, “hey, who’s DJing after me?” about 10 minutes (3 songs) before their set ended. I was all “woah, shit. How will I fix this?” I reassured the other DJ I’d fix it, if he wouldn’t mind doing an extra 10 mins or so if it took a while, set up a song, then ran to find out who was rostered on to DJ next. Then I went back, set up another song, checked the sound, etc, and ran to find the missing DJ. He was asleep on a beanbag. Then I woke him up, scolded him, and sent him to DJ. I assume it worked out ok – he was in there DJing when I finished my set. It was about 3am, so he shouldn’t have been asleep – he should have been dancing!
But that’s the thing about DJing – you know where the music comes from, so there’s no more mystery. And it is possible to drink and DJ. I once saw a DJ drink a rum and coke, a beer, a scotch and dry and then another beer in 15 minutes, while he was DJing. Then he ran a competition, then he had another beer. I was all ‘woah, he’s brave. I wouldn’t leave an open drink near my laptop like that.” But then, I guess he didn’t let them sit there long enough to risk a spill.
The most important thing I’ve learnt about DJing? Go to the little DJs’ room before you start a set.