Me. Open to new adventure. As long as it fits into my current paradigm. Which, to be a thousand percent honest, is simply: Never again do more before 9 am... (and if you can see your way clear to allowing that to be closer to noon, I'll show my appreciation until my jaw locks in the panting-alligator position).
For the last year my paramour has become quite a fantastic belly dancer as well as a pretty great choreographer of group/troupe dances. I've now entered the fray. Today, I began to learn how to accompany her on the doumbek drum. After she shared a new (to me) genre: middle-eastern influenced gypsy-electronica punk, we attended a concert by Balkan Beat Box, and this genre has grown on me like a transplanted Caribbean bamboo forest in a Turkish bathhouse (one fucked-up simile, that). I stumbled on this almost-hour example: Diaspora Electronica - Balkan Beats by Markabre (from the above soundcloud, track 4 [at the 7.25 mark] is best—but, isn't track 4 always best?) If you are able to sit still with any of these tracks at full-volume then...check your pulse, you might be dead. Art is an adventure into an unknown world which can be explored only by those willing to take risks. — Mark Rothko
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