Conscious Carnival – demonstration of skills, and daring performance, to invite the intention of consciousness.

Posted by on Aug 29, 2014 in Marvels, Performance Art

The hoopers have become an icon of our moment in  time, just as, a few years back, and still today of course, firedancers were/are an emblem, an icon, of the festival experience and the outdoor festival mystery. As with many such icons, a serious and important part of the hooper demonstration is something one might call erotic self-mastery. “Yes, I know the stage I am in, and that you are compelled to desire this body, my vehicle. BUT – can you do THIS? Is your body intelligence where mine is? Rise to my level, and feel the peace of it, the balance at the centre.” As conditioned americans and moderns, we are not supposed to talk frankly about such things, we are trained to not be straightforward, not to speak sincerely. And at the same time, we are trained to be easily manipulated by the icons of eros, the images of the body, especially the bodies of young women. That same manipulation, however, could just as powerfully be used to send the message ‘Wake up, it’s time, and it;s going to be a good day.”, as to send the message “Buy OUR brand, and pay no attention to the fact that we are killing the planet, forget it instantly, because [young woman’s body seductively posed holding or touching said brand product.]” But, it is such a powerful and pain-charged technique – that one would have to train intensively to do it well in stressful contexts. Here’s a local example of hooper work. And oh yeah, The Perkulators, doing a tasty reggae fusion tune; which is, surprise surprise, a song also about erotic and emotional exploitation and complexity. This is our world, these are our minds and our problems. And consciousness makes some of these things much easier, and makes some of them harder, BUT makes all of our ero and emotional and physical problems and experiences deeper, richer, more fun, better....

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Yana Alko came to town, Yana Alko left town(?). You missed a wild shaman entertainer

Posted by on Aug 27, 2014 in Marvels

Published on Aug 21, 2014 Wirakoxa “King’s arrival” Yana Alko, also Fracer Ascorra Peruvian Shaman Kosmic Nomad with a Guitar and Pan Pipes, sent by the wild planet of the southern hemisphere to bring magic, healing, and and end to the insanity to the north. Wandering, he plays. Kokopelli, Coyote, he comes and goes to tie back the fate of the fateless. The early travels: The middle travels: Published on Jul 19, 2013 Andinaikan Music. Fusion of rock with native andean american windpipes. Yana Alko original tune. Coming into the nowtime: Smoke a pipe and offer smoke to FA Yana Alko Kokopelli as he walks the land and prays for our...

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DJ Keiko Shimamura at Indigo Saturday Nights

Posted by on Jul 20, 2014 in DJs, Uncategorized

DJ Keiko Shimamura at Indigo Saturday Nights

If people knew what an insanely talented freak genius of original composition and lyrics they had spinning disk for them, they would probably… Well, it might go right over their heads. But I know. And you can know too. Wait until the last half hour of the night, and listen. He slips in the real stuff, signature, and tells a story way beyond a college town on a breeding saturday night. It’s a take of megalopolis, nights in a cray future, the city that goes on forever, dangerous, richer than a russian oligarch, more beautiful than a kpop dancer, uglier than the teeth of a betel chewer, and sweeter than the voice of a hashishan imam calling evening prayers. The bass goes infrasonic, and every resonant surface thrums to it. The fractured tempo shifts of breeding music get separated by the rhythmic pounding and brassy ringing of a work hustling to make a few yen and yuan and rupees. It is FREEKIN BEAUTIFUL. It’s the future, calling. Oh, and it’s a good sound system, big square room, good equipment. A DJ  from the future mixing on good gear in what is arguably the best club acoustically in the area, what’s not to fuckkin...

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