Life Choice # 5: Cake or Death?

This man is brilliant.


Like this, then see this as well.

Life lesson

This, my dears, is what to do when walking past some people you want to show how small they really are.


Life Choice # 2 : Mozart or Skrillex?

Because when having to decide upon something, you might want to hear some opinions.

You might have seen it already, but on YouTube there’s this channel doing all sorts of epic rap battles. They’re truly epic – all kinds of people are brought up and the lyrics are hilarious. I stumbled upon this one: the clash between Mozart and Skrillex. So the question is: who came up with the best lyrics?
Besides that, who came up with the best music? Personally I must admit Skrillex can be acceptable at certain kinds of parties, but I’d never listen to it voluntarily. Mozart though was a true genius, and his music is still great even now. You might have noticed already I kind of like classical music every now and then… Isn’t that special? The way it still survives? I believe so.

So I’d pick Mozart. Certainly when watching that last move he does in this video.

Who do you choose?


Dance Day # 5: One Thousand and One Nights

Every two years, our dance school has a show. This show is always divided into two parts: one part for the ever beautiful modern pieces, and one part with a story. Then every group has a different role. I’ve got quite an animal-thing going on with that, so far I’ve been a butterfly, a jellyfish (whole lotta fun!) and a vulture. The only exception was the guard. (Before that, I danced somewhere else, otherwise I’d have been a mouse as well.) It’s still a guess what we’ll be this year, it could be snakes, or tigers, or something like that… Anything that fits in the theme: One Thousand and One Nights! I’m really looking forward to it, it will be beautiful… I imagine myself running over the stage as Scheherazade already, all covered in pink and orange (the only time I’ll tolerate those…).
(If you’re unfamiliar with Scheherazade and 1001 Nights, look here.)

Scheherazade, tell me a story…

We’re all blogging, so which one of us doesn’t enjoy telling a story? Who wouldn’t enjoy crossing a stage with a feather on your head, being chased by the Golden Slave. I mean, it’s not just a random slave, but a Golden Slave. He chases you because you’re beautifully sensual, desirable. (Or because of strategic reasons?) Who would dislike that?
But the whole Golden Slave story is in fact the ballet version of Scheherazade. In this piece, the sultan’s wife has a great time with the Golden Slave, but they are caught… It’s most tragic and beaufitul. The music is equally as great as the clothing. It’s nice to watch, it’d surely recommend it. I mean, the violin in the beginning is so heart breaking, the dancers are so talented, and everything is like a fairytale. O, and watch those people at the end who are killed, watch them breathing heavily. How real :). And the mustache and everything… Lovely.

You’re all invited to come. Tickets costs 5 euros (prize to get in Belgium not included).

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Saturday night? Let’s watch The Tudors!

Yesterday, Saturday, a friend of mine celebrated her anniversary. We went to a rather small party with good music every now and then (a nice difference with all the parties without any good song at all). In the middle of our group, we had made a huddle of bags and jackets, because it was too annoying to dance with. The entire evening we have been preventing people to step on our huddle. Imagine four girls (mostly at least one was gone for a drink or something) all of sudden stretching out their arms to block your way. That were we.
So it was a fairly good party, but then, all of sudden, I thought: ‘Oh-oh, The Tudors will be recording tonight, right? Right?’ And then: ‘Oh yes, it’s automatically recorded since last season’. Relief.

Yes, that is what I thought. Because I don’t want to miss a single episode of The Tudors. I’m hooked! And believe me, missing one episode means you can’t understand any further political/emotional development. But above all I’m just a great Tudors fan. That’s a confession.
For those who don’t know The Tudors, it’s a quite recent British series on King Henry VIII and all of his wifes. It’s hard to keep understanding who’s who, who f*cks who, who’s catholic etc. But if you persevere, you’ll be rewarded with dresses that are stunningly beautiful, with a small political background, and even some good music every now and then.

Queen Catherine of Aragon

My father and I have been watching it since the first episode and we are persevering like a sir. We have to watch all episodes together, because mostly I do understand what’s going on more or less, and I need to clear some stuff out during a conversation or decapitation. Lots of decapitations, by the way. It’s hard to believe that people at the court at that time could die a natural death. The best way to commit suicide back then must have been marrying Henry. Or being catholic. Or being reformed. Or having looked at someone the wrong way. Something like that. Especially during the third season, plenty of people have been killed. Like that, every season has its own trademark. The fourth season, currently running here, is all about Queen Katherine Howard and her childish and porn-like behaviour.

Queen Katherine Howard, dancing, something she does most of the time, next to giggling.

None of my friends watches this series, so I couldn’t discuss with them on which wife is the best. Luckily there’s Internet, there’s YouTube and look! Everyone seems to be talking about Anne Boleyn and Jane Seymour and Katherine (three of his wifes were called Katherine)! Hot topic! My father and I have always liked Catherine of Aragon for her solemnity and dignity. Anne Boleyn was the fury, the seductive and tempting one. Jane Seymour on the other hand was calm and peaceful. Unfortunately she wasn’t played by the same person in season 1 and 2. I liked the second one the most, and her music theme is incredibly beautiful and touching. Anne of Cleves wasn’t his wife for a long time, she was nice but quite insignificant. In Belgium, Katherine Howard is ruling now. She’s so childish and annoying… Giggling is her hobby. One more to go… For now, I’m in team Jane and team Katherine of Aragon, and I wonder if Catherine Parr, the last wife, will change that.

As I said, sometimes they use great music. I was really touched at the death of Jane Seymour, especially in combination with the music. Here it is, enjoy and be touched.

When birds of a different feather flock together…

Spoiler alert!

After having posted my latest post on El Tango de Roxanne, it became clear that there are still lots of movies I have to see. There are so many classic movies, and good movies, and I haven’t seen even half of them! But sometimes, tv will help you out.
A few days ago, namely, The Birds would be on tv. We recorded it, because everyone knows this movie, and well, it’s worth watching it, right? So two days ago, we started watching this recorded movie. But we started watching quite late, so we only saw a part of it, and promised each other to watch the rest the next day. So yesterday, we sat down in front of the tv again, and watched the rest of it.

It’s quite fun to watch a movie that was made when my father was still very, very young. It’s full of dialogues, and special effects that are really fake now. When Melanie drives her car, the background is so obviously fake… Or when the birds attack the children, you can see they don’t really run there. But okay, at that time, it must have been spectacular. And sometimes, we agreed that the tension was built up very well. When Melanie sits on a bench, with a playground behind her, and the birds start collecting… It starts with two or three birds, but it ends up with a massive amount of birds just waiting to attack, and she doesn’t see them.

The same tension was built up when Melanie and the Brenners are at the Brenner’s house, hiding for the birds, and Melanie hears a sounds. Electricity is gone, so it’s all dark. Melanie takes an oil lamp and climbs the stairs…It’s a freaky moment, I was near to frightened. I like this kind of tension more than well, other kinds. I don’t like ‘physical’ horror movies, with limbs cut off and stuff. The psychological terror can be equally or even more frightening, and is less ‘cheap’.

Next to frightening, this movie was also cute. The fake backgrounds, the manners of that time, the fashion, all of that was just plain cute. Props for the actors though, because they were actually great. Somehow, I thought that acting wasn’t nearly as good as it’s supposed to be now, but I was wrong.

But then. We were desperately waiting for an explanation, a plot, while I was saying “Release the love birds! Release them!”, as I believed the birds attacked because of the love birds. All the while, we were scared that the movie would not be fully recorded, because we saw there wasn’t much movie left, and the end wasn’t even near. We believed. So the Brenners and Melanie get into Melanie’s car, they drive off, and then, all of sudden-


The end of the recorded movie!

We were like ‘Noooooo! We want to see the ending! We have to see the ending! Why can’t that stupid thing record the entire movie!’ So today, I desperately searched for the movie on YouTube, on Dailymotion, on Google, because it seemed to be nowhere. We found it on some site, went straight to the end, only to discover that this version stopped at the very same moment. Suspicion was growing. We found another site which offered the movie. According to Wikipedia, it had the right duration, so we went straight to the end once more, only to find out that the end…

… was what we had seen: the Brenners and Melanie driving off. No explanation, now release of the love birds, no solution or whatsoever.

We were terribly disappointed. I mean, you call that an ending? I don’t. I’m still convinced that if they just had released those pokerfacing love birds, everything would have been alright. I’m not pleased to find out that in fact we had seen the entire movie, but I must admit that it left me with an uncomfortable feeling. So somehow, it was well done.

But the ending just sucked.

The taglines to the movie made me laugh…:

Suspense and shock beyond anything you have seen or imagined!
…and remember, the next scream you hear may be your own!
It could be the most terrifying motion picture I have ever made!
Nothing You Have Ever Witnessed Before Has Prepared You for Such Sheer Stabbing Shock!

Dance Day # 4: El Tango de Roxanne

Sometimes you watch a movie when suddenly, there is a scene that won’t let you go, a scene that gives you goosebumps and takes away your ability to talk for a short while. We’re lucky enough to have YouTube these days, so there aren’t many scenes we can’t watch over and over, but some scenes just won’t be ruined, not even when having watched them a thousand times.

For me, El Tango de Roxanne (Moulin Rouge) is such a scene. It’s a great example of a perfect combination between dance, music, light and everything. It’s this combination that struck me when I saw it for the first time. The more you watch it, the more shots you will discover. If you only watch this once, you’ll miss a lot of things. The great amount of shots is what makes this scene so dynamic and powerful. But there are other things too. For those interested, here’s a more technical approach to this scene.

A More Technical Approach

First of all, there are three storylines in this piece: there’s the Argentinian guy who tells the story of ‘a prostitute, and a man who falls in love’. He picks out one of the girls of the Moulin Rouge as the prostitute, Nini. She’s the cheeky one, but as soon as the AG (Argentinian Guy) picks her out, she changes and plays her role.

So, AG tells this story, that is really similar to Christian’s story. He’s a writer who has fallen in loveĀ  with Moulin Rouge’s greatest star, Satine.

Last but not least, the third storyline is Satine. She is having dinner with the Duke, who has fallen in love with her. He’s important because of his money, and Satine is forced to do whatever he wants to. But of course, he’s a total asshole, and she is in love with Christian as well.

Our dear AG starts to tell his story and Nini and he dance, so this story isn’t only told by words. The Music also plays a big role: Ag starts singing Roxanne by The Police, but in a slightly adapted version. At 1:20, you can see how Nini’s eyes are illuminated, a great use of light. Many moves during their dance are repeated later on by the group. The kicking leg, the arms spread, this kind of moves. At 1:43, AG has gripped Nini’s wrist (watch her face after he let her go! the cheeky prostitute is replaced by a real actress). At 3:05, the group has a more or less similar move: the men hold the girls by their wrists. Watch their eyes, it’s almost like they’ve been crying. It adds a dramatic feel to this scene, especially combined with that vulnerable move. At 5:22, the Duke has taken Satine by her wrists.

At that moment, Satine and the Duke have seen Christian passing by, and the Duke realises Satine doesn’t love him. He goes mad. Really mad. (He’s freaky guy after all…) The music was gone for a little while, but at 5:22, the violin starts playing again, an Arabic sounding voice appears, and tension’s built up. Then there’s a sort of explosion: all three storylines have come to a point of brutal action, all together. Watch the group at the end of their dance: it’s almost as if they are fighting, just like Satine and the Duke. At the end of the scene, everyone’s shouting and you feel that this can go but in one direction: the end.

During this scene, there are also small moments where the feeling of intimacy is nicely built up. 3:30, 4:12, 4:40 to name a few: moments where we see people of the group as if they don’t know we see them. Vulnerable, intimate moments.

This scene is by far one of the most dynamic, powerful and touching scenes I’ve ever seen. Here’s the best video I could find on YouTube so you can see it again, or for the first time. Enjoy!


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