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Performances
Monday 22 July 2002
Friday we went out to the Beaches (or the Beach, if you’re an old-timer in this town) for the Jazz Festival. We’d never been there before, and were blown away - they close about a mile and a half of Queen St, and musicians perform on every block. The music was a mixed bag, but there was always something different around the corner. Samba Squad in particular rocked like mad.
Yesterday we caught Dusk Dances at Dufferin Grove Park. Corpus Dance Projects puts it on every year, staging a number of short dance pieces, each at a different site in the park; the parks themselves change from year to year. Sean and I - not exactly fans of dance - never miss it. This time, there was a set from a Maori group from New Zealand (ahh, so that’s what poi look like!), a lovely aerial duet with live cello, a fun little number that mocked the recent municipal strike, and to cap it off, Corpus themselves performed their signature “A Flock Of Flyers”. Five dancers represent a Canadian Air Force squadron who have been grounded by budget cuts (their motto: “We may not have planes, but we have ideas!”) and perform various manoeuvres under the orders of their leader, Commander Hup.
On the way home, Sean and I spent a long time discussing the purpose of art, and the difficulties of getting a message across in a work - and passing on knowledge in general. Much philosophizing followed… I’ll have to devote another entry to this some time.
Right now I’m just stalling - gotta head out to the bank and it’s pouring outside. Cool lightning tho. :D