Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Sweet Dreams Are Made of This

Ok...

So, recently I haven't been able to remember my dreams when I wake up, which is a little bit normal for me. But when I do remember them they are horrible dreams (if they are even worthy of being called "dreams"). I guess I just go through phases. Wonderful dreams. Terrible dreams. Never want to wake up from this dream dreams. Hmmm...no recollection of anything. Dreamy dreams. Frightening dreams. What the...? dreams. Did I even dream dreams. I think you get the idea.

I am now into a new show, Superstars of Dance. This show is a world competition where eight countries show off a solo, duet, and group dance and are judged. I LOVE IT! At first, I was not going to watch it because of how much I miss folk dance but I knew that was ridiculous. This show is captivating. I have witnessed dancers with incredible technique and virtuosity of this fine art and now I'm hooked. There have been choreographic pieces that include a woman doing pointe on a man's shoulders, Bhangra, a woman standing on a man's chest as HE TOO is standing, the strength of the Cossack men, pop 'n lock, and contemporary. I could go on. But one country that stuck out to me was Ireland. If they win this competition I could care less. I have a love for Ireland not only because it is a beautiful country or that I have studied the dance of this country but because I have Irish heritage. It's in my blood :D


This is where my dream comes into place. It started off with Ed Austin, artistic director for the BYU International Folk Dance Ensemble (for those of you that didn't know), begging me to come back and be on his team. I said yes, of course. The first rehearsal was for an Irish suite. Surprised? haha. The dancers I remember being there were Emily D, Erica B, Lyndsey W. W, and Rustin VK. There we were 10 lovely ladies in our OWN curly hair, ghillies, black nylons, and "blacks" which consists of a black shirt and short black folk skirt. Well, all of us except for Lyndsey. I guess she had special priveleges. :) Anyway, there I was coming late into the semester's rehearsals and picking up the dance as if I had known the choreography since I was born. The other's were jealous...except for my 3 friends. They love me.

I felt like an Irish Queen. Corny I know. hahaha hey now!!! It was my dream. Ed apologized for not inviting me back on the team 2 years ago but I forgave him easily. It's what I do. After our soft shoe rehearsal we all gathered around the piano to learn one of our tour songs which oddly enough was Auld Lang Syne...in French. Is Ed out of his mind??? I refused to have us learn it in French because it made no sense to represent the United States and sing in another language. Oh and what happened to singing about Christ? This song should definitely be 86'd. Rustin was livid with me for not wanting to sing this song and also for being anti-singing-in-another-language. Well, excuse me but we were running out of time before tour. It took us 20983483 years to learn the words in the women's section of our Slovakian suite. We don't want another one of those. plzkthx.

And that's when I woke up. GAHHH!!!!! I was really liking the fact that I was excelling at Irish dance in my dream. So I forced myself to fall back to sleep but it didn't work, of course. I just dreamed about something which I can not recall. Typical. Grrr... Sad day for me. Even if this dream doesn't come true We all know this dream will never come true because well, just trust me it won't. I have learned one thing though-------I miss Irish dance. I'm thinking I want to take it up again just 'cuz I miss it so and I need to do something with my shoes. I can't just let them get dusty. That's against the rules!

I wonder what my dream will be tonight... maybe I'll be Beyoncé or something.

7 comments:

Lyd said...

GRRR!!!! Yes, this just proves that we are twiners!!! So, I have been missing Irish like NO other!!! And I swear I think about it every day and my heart breaks because I can't find my shoes ANYWHERE!!! It makes me SO sad! I really hope that I didn't leave them at Bunker, I don't know why I would have, but they would be LONG gone! So if anyone, by chance, would know where they are, I don't know why you would, but please tell me so I can stop thinking about it!! haha :( I want to take a class so bad azwul. Gary said that they want him to start an Irish class sometime, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed!! And I too had a dream about Irish dancing last semester...made me sad. :(

-KJ said...

Too bad the shoes are made out of wood. :/
Hee hee

ashleyO said...

and fiberglass and leather and shoelace.

Lyd said...

haha KJ's comment was something Parker was telling me. He thought he knew everything about Irish dance and told me that they were made from wood. So I corrected him in telling him that they were actually made from Fiberglass. wah wah wah!! haha :)

ashleyO said...

The wood is on the toe. C:

ashleyO said...

hence the "and..."

Megan said...

Oblad, I just had a dream last night that I was back on tour with the team but I kept falling down on stage and Ed was hating me. What's that supposed to mean?