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Hipnotic was pretty much the highlight of my weekend. Unfortunately the planned Quality Time with the Gentleman Friend disappeared, because he got a phonecall on Friday afternoon, that his son had been knocked off his motorbike, and was in Resuss at the Royal Surrey Hospital, and would shortly be put into Intensive Care. Then he got transferred to St George's Hospital in South London, where they've got a specialist chest injury unit. The son will be ok- the reason he was in the ICU was that he had punctured his lung and it was getting filled with fluid, so it needed to be kept inflated (or something like that- I'm only getting little fragments of news). He's pretty busted up, but he'll live. So poor Gentleman Friend has spent all weekend with his son, at St George's, and entirely understandably, totally forgiveably but nevertheless frustratingly, irritatingly, not with me. That's two weekends in a row. I know it's not his fault, and of course he needs to be with his son, but much as I sympathise, he's not MY son! I'm allowed to be a bit narked.

Anyway, I enjoyed Hipnotic as ever. It was its usual mix of Oriental and Tribal, with bonus Cake. It was lovely to see diva_c performing, and the video evidence of Pink Covert Blingness is saving to mp4 as I type. I also enjoyed watching Rasha Nour and Minnie Cerise who had come from Oxford for the evening. And Krystina, who was in the cutest pink costume! I even enjoyed Ashnah's second rather balletically-inspired slow choreo, and Bellytricks' group choreography.

I did have major Issues with the Isis Warriors using a bloody horrible techno Enta Omri remix- how can anyone do that to such a deeply tragic, emotional piece of music? It's a travesty! It's sheer ruddy ignorance, I'm afraid. I'm feeling a bit grumpy about it, because I do feel very strongly that bellydance owes a vast debt to Oum Kalsoum, for the glorious richness of her musical legacy, and I feel that bellydancers (all of them, not just the Oriental dancers, tribal dancers and gothic dancers and woowoo shaman dancers and all of them) ought to know about such things, even if they don't use Oum Kalsoum's music themselves. It ought to be one of those Truths Universally Acknowledged. And if you are going to dance to Enta Omri, then you do have to dance with some semblance of recognition of the emotionality of it.

Grump over...

It was a lovely night, and I got to spend the rest of the evening with Miss C, and of course that's always fun!



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Oct. 1st, 2013 08:54 am (UTC)
Ow, what an unexpected turn of events for the Gentleman Friend! I can imagine you feel grumpy because you miss him and because life does this stupid unexpected things that mess up plans.

The techno versions of Oum Kolthoum should be banned from the stage. So far, all the performances that used those songs were incredible painful to watch because the original music and lyrics are so intense, and the choreo always ends up to be all big accents on the beat.

What happened to good old dancing to the music and respecting the cultural legacy?
Oct. 4th, 2013 02:35 am (UTC)
Techno Enta Omri is EVIL and must be DESTROYED.

Well, I suppose The Kidz in Egypt etc find it a bit groovy. BUT THEY ARE WRONG, WHIPPERSNAPPERS.
Oct. 4th, 2013 02:49 am (UTC)
Oh also Om K etc is my grand response to the idiots who go "oh I don't like Cab Uh Ray because it's not daaahhrk enough for me and my individualistic stripey armwarmers that me and my friends all bought from Goth R Us Chainstore!"

I just smile quietly to myself and think "YOU KNOW NOTHING OF PAIN WHIPPERSNAPPER".

Mr Smiley was listening to Abdel Halim at my house the other night and went off into little trancelike moments mouthing the words. He and I were trying to explain why sad love songs are so GOOD. Nobody else got it.
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