Raw Alliance Crew represent!

So after 2 years of bboying, its about time I joined a crew. Today my boy Exit asked me to join his crew. Im so excited! Now I can join more battles. The crew consists of me, Exit, Recon, Marc(tomahak), and Lyte. I hope there's a jam soon so we can represent!

Tonight modern was sooo dope. The new dj is hot. He's not the best at mixing, but he'll be a lot better soon. His music selection is just plain dope. No more top 40's.....well some, but at least no 9 song G-unit marathons. He plays some old, some new, a lot of classics that get you to boogie down. Also for the first hour or 2 he played straight up break beats for us. Exit decided tonight we were going to own the floor. So if anyone came out, we hadda go show em up haha. A lot of people showed up, and my good friend Rashad showed up. He's a bad ass dancer, mostly house and popping. So all the poppers and lockers were out tonight, so it was a really good time.

My leg is messed up as all hell though. I need to rest...but I need to practice...what a dilema.

Tomorrow night I want to perform again at the art gallery...but I think I'm just going to get together with exit, seth and joni to practice. Ironman was telling me about his new spot on mondays. He goes to Lucky Bar at 8, and they give free salsa lessons for an hour and then party afterwords. It sounds really fun, and I wouldnt mind learning to salsa. So if you want to watch me make an ass of myself stop by :D
Saturday is going to be bad ass. Theres a jam up in baltimore. The footwork battle. I can't wait to see the battles. They are going to give me a lot of ideas for things to try. And russ is going to be Ill.

Man i need a day off. But life is good.

Peace

The ever dangling carrot

So after a lot of discouragement, life goes in and reminds you there is a carrot ever dangling in front of you, guiding you towards your dreams. This past week has been ok, things have been not so interesting at work, and has been really frustrating with dance. But, towards the end of the week all those things came to a head, and I again can see the carrot clearly. I guess it all started with my bboy valentines, I just chilled in the gym and practiced for 3 hours. Wed night, 5 hours.

Needless to say, my body was tired, but even then so, I had an awesome thurs at modern. The music was kicking, and a lot of old faces showed up. This was also RBI's last night DJing. Hopefully the next guy will be as much and more bboy friendly.....and pls, keep the top 40's to a minimum. My laffy taffy has shooken enough for this millenium. But anyway, I was throwing down some pretty good sets, getting props. Even though I couldn't feel my arms and legs, I had a ton of power somehow. My footwork was clean too! Later in the night some guy introduced himself to me, and asked me if I wanted to dance in a fashion show for his clothing line. But there were a few bad occurances...mainly dancing with a girl to have her grab my hand to notice its not normal, and then conveniently drift off.....shallow ppl Not enough to bring me down though. The universe will punish you accordingly.

Friday night, my body finally gave in. I had culture shock practice, I still suck at choreo, but I think im getting a little better....i look a little bit less like an idiot, but an idiot none the less. Afterwords I wanted to just go home and crash, but I tried to go out to panache, thank god it was too packed to bboy. I threw down 3 or 4 sets while there was a little circle with bboy Exit, but after that my legs seriously wouldnt work. I was really trying to dance....but my body just told me to "go fuck yourself."

Gotta get more endurance like ironman! But needless to say, I'm feeling better about things. Gotta keep sticking in there, and someday maybe I can eat that tasty orange carrot :D

Gotta get away

Ok, so its been a while since I've been out of the city. I think its starting to get to me. I'm really in a rut about everything, work, dance, guitar, love life (non existant :\). I'm drudging along, but I think i need to get away. I need to go somewhere quiet. Ever been somewhere where you can hear silence? I know it doesnt make sense, but thats how I felt returning home after being in tokyo. A weekend or more of a nice place would do me some good. Maybe go canoeing in green oaks, that was fun, and relaxing. But alas, I'm saving my vacation to go back to Japan this summer. Maybe someone in DC can brisk me away to some remote location.

Just trying to stay positive. It can be hard sometimes. But when times get tough, the tough keep going. You've got to fall down before you get up.

intimidation

So I had my first culture shock practice friday night. Its probably the most intimidated I've felt in the longest time. I'm really bad at choreography. When I'm bboying, and I'm in the circle, I feel the music, and my body moves, all without a single thought. When I'm trying to do choreography its the opposite. I'm thinking so much about every step, trying to keep up with everyone else, I can't even feel the music at all. I think it was the first time I really felt unable to do something. Its really discouraging when everyone around you picks the moves up so quickly.

But halfstep isn't a quitter. If I have to feel stupid, awkward, and incompetant every practice, I will just have to hammer through it. Like dad always says, "no pain no gain." Hopefully soon I'll get better....

I suck at choreo

So yesturday I had an audition for a dance troup called culture shock. There were 2 parts to the audition for 2 different sections of the team, there's the freestyle section which is for bboys, and then there is the choreography section for more up hiphop style. I only wanted to try out for freestyle, but somehow got into tryouts for both. Ever seen comedy's where they are trying to teach the dance and there's the one dumb uncoordinated kid who bumps into everyone, and can't learn the dance to save his life? Ya that was me. Haha. Thank god I fixed the mistake before the actual tryouts. But there was even a small choreo for the bboy tryouts, and I bombed that too haha. But I killed the cypher, so I got in. I guess maybe they think they can hammer out my lack of skill at choreographed dance. But I really don't like choreography. When I dance it comes from within, I hear the beat, the song, and my mind goes blank. I hit the floor and my body does whatever it wants. We'll see how this dance troup goes, hopefully it will help me branch my style.