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Grogu is for girls, Rocky is for men :-P

I just remembered Fox and here he is. thanks, internet!

Heterophobia 2001 Ragan Fox performs "Heterophobia" at the 2001 Austin Poetry Slam finals.

I watched yday a 50 minutes piano concert staged with a contemporary dance company. (details at the end)
It's difficult to keep my mind Relaxed on the notes (as opposed to stressed concentration). Watch the dance performers put their bodies into intense work and still make it look like a breeze.
I often wonder how such people can do that, how their nature is so different from mine. I dont mean "they do it with a lot of practice" but the stuff that motivates them to practice until they get into the flow and there's only the love-talent manifesting itself.

Im talking about 2 art forms that are twins of Time: only the now exists, the rest is remembered and witnessed by our memories.
In painting for instance, which is flooding the world and the internet, it's easy to detect the crap work. Shut up, dont throw me " it's a matter of taste", taste can be informed, educated and you can have an inclination (or not!) for good taste.
Imagine you go to a piano and dance concert and the people on stage serve you the equivalent of the trash I was talking about: piano keys missed, piano untuned, dancers bumping into each other by accident. It's easier to distinguish quality in such impermanent art forms.
I dont think the flow in which the performers exist (during a performance) takes the public into account. I dont dance for you, Im not a supporting dancer in a Madonna show.

Back to the difference between these people and me. Some are massively artistic, some split the atom or research biotechnology.
Why does it feel to me that society pays far less respect and interest to these people?

The program I watched was on Arte (also available online I think) "Vanessa Wagner & Friends", piano etudes by Philip Glass (that's another thought, how can people transform themselves into notes?), with Chloe Moglia, Kader Attou, Accrorap Dance Company and some very appropriate stage/lights design
For 50 minutes I was part of stuff that dreams are made of.