hmm. I feel like someone has hijacked my tumblr because the title at the top is “lusting from afar” and hellllllls no did I make that my tumbling motto.
Or did I? I thought it was something about dancing.
anyways I’ve missed tumblr, weirdly enough. I’m so excited to be making up a routine to audition for this crazy Botox blonde lady from California who’s in charge of time-outs entertainment (or halftime) at Pistons basketball games.
DEEEEEEEEEEEEETROOOOOOOOOOOOYT!
she asked this bboy/bgirl crew Hardcore Detroit I’ve been sessioning with to audition, so.. I need to tweak my set but it’s fun to think of moves with a goal in mind. this set has to be something that’s pretty visible from far away- therefore, no little intricate moves or footwork- and accessible to people that don’t know much about breaking- i.e. big moves or fast moves look good, little details like threading that win points with other bgirls and bboys won’t.
I definitely miss Tucson, a lot, and the previous house I lived in- but it’s semi-exciting to see actual seasons occur- cuz y’all know the “seasons” in Tucson are basically dry hot, monsoon hot, dry hot, a little less hot, and hot.
We had such a beautiful sunny week last week- my friend I’ve been traveling with since Maine is WWOOFing at this AWESOME FARM next-door to our house-
it’s run by the church, called Spirit of Hope, whose pastor is this GAY CHRISTIAN ANARCHIST. Churches here are the SHIT, and by that I mean they aren’t shitty at all. They operate as radical spaces like churches back in the day used to do.. soup kitchens, was the meeting space for Occupy Detroit this Monday, invites strangers to come in and say hello to the chickens/ducks/turkeys or munch on stuff in the big garden.
Those chickens are insane. so are the ducks. I kind of love them.
Occupy Detroit is a laugh because, as many have pointed out.. there ain’t any companies or money here TO occupy or drive out. It’s a practically empty city. all the money has ALREADY left. I guess the one company of any major size left is a GM Motors plant, but they provide like, the only jobs here.. most people hustle drugs (ALSO AT THE CHURCHHH! no joke. I have been offered weed cookies more times than I count while eating lunch at that church) to make ends meet, busk.
my new roommate, my travel partner, and I all busked outside the baseball Tigers vs Texas-something game last night. Our only lyrics were “Messsss withhh Texxxxxx, assssss,” and “GO TIGERS WOO!” and “They play for you, they play for me, they play for de-troit VIC-TORY!” it was less obnoxious than it sounds. we made $5 total. UGH. Detroit is still probably one of the worst cities to busk in. at least no one really bothers you, but no one gives any money. they just dance up at you and scream “WOO TIGERS!” Thanks bro, give me your change.