Arts An Anonymous Modern Dance Rant
posted by June 5 at 9:27 AMon
This morning brought this I, Anonymous to my inbox:
The last 24 hours have been very difficult for me…Currently, I’m recovering from an overdose of modern dance. I love that I have friends who appreciate the arts, because then it feels like I don’t have to. I don’t need that kind of pressure in my life. Last night was a benefit for a local modern dance studio. There was complimentary champagne being served from 5:15 to 5:23, followed by a catered “gourmet” buffet (a contradiction in terms), intermingled with spastic performance art commonly referred to as Modern Dance. Evidently, all you need in order to be a modern dancer is to have an ego the size of Montana and a mild to severe case of epilepsy. The seizures are accompanied by digital recordings of gastrointestinal phenomena backed by a horn section. Japanese cartoons are no longer a pre-requisite. Truly, a very fucked up evening.
Actually, egotists with epilepsy writhing to digital farts sounds like the kind of modern dance I like…