Sep-12-2010, 09:57 AM (UTC)
(This post was last modified: Sep-12-2010, 10:03 AM (UTC) by Albertosaurus Rex.)
Yesterday, I went to a "Culture night" with my best pal. This consists of a lot of weird acts, weird art and some bands playing. It's very difficult to actually take seriously, but it's kinda fun. So why do I bring that up here? Because one of the acts we went to see is "We Solo Men". YouTube has this trailer:
The actual performance lasts for over an hour, and what they're not showing here is that near the end, they're all walking around in just their underpants... including those two guys that turn out to be actually girls, which is not as exciting as it sounds as they're still wearing their fake moustaches. Anyway...
We mostly found it to be very weird, but it has me wondering. When I write a story, I feel like I'm baring my soul. My prime objective is of course to write a good story, one that people will enjoy, but I am revealing something about myself as well. I imagine it must be that way too for the choreagrapher of this piece, but what could it possibly be? The description states that it's about "the desire to entertain on one hand and the inability of communication on the other." Whatever that means.
Back to myself... I still haven't heard back from that magazine. My favorite newspaper Trouw is holding a writing contest. You can write whatever you like, as long as it doesn't exceed 700 words and the theme is "What I would want to forget most." I have some ideas bouncing around in my head...
EDIT: Good grief, I have made so many typing errors that I just keep catching new mistakes and editing this post over and over again.
The actual performance lasts for over an hour, and what they're not showing here is that near the end, they're all walking around in just their underpants... including those two guys that turn out to be actually girls, which is not as exciting as it sounds as they're still wearing their fake moustaches. Anyway...
We mostly found it to be very weird, but it has me wondering. When I write a story, I feel like I'm baring my soul. My prime objective is of course to write a good story, one that people will enjoy, but I am revealing something about myself as well. I imagine it must be that way too for the choreagrapher of this piece, but what could it possibly be? The description states that it's about "the desire to entertain on one hand and the inability of communication on the other." Whatever that means.
Back to myself... I still haven't heard back from that magazine. My favorite newspaper Trouw is holding a writing contest. You can write whatever you like, as long as it doesn't exceed 700 words and the theme is "What I would want to forget most." I have some ideas bouncing around in my head...
EDIT: Good grief, I have made so many typing errors that I just keep catching new mistakes and editing this post over and over again.
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