Hip-hop dance offs=instant happiness. Sometimes, I seek them out when I need some sunshine. Today, this led me to Les Twins (skip to 2:06). Brothers from Sarcelles, France...self-taught...Watching them anticipate each other, matrix out each moment, own, and create it has been exactly the fresh wind this stuffy room needed. So far, they are my most favorite finding of the year. I mean, I love them. They choreograph as well..for very, very real.
...is green and long and filled with baby animals at this time of year. I swear I'm in a cartoon. I've seen baby foxes, woodchucks, deer-cavorting around with their folks in the woods of the Upstate. This weekend, I'll head toward that land of fortification where we braced ourselves against everyone else bracing themselves. In the process, it all softened.
While pining for the past, we made such good friends. I miss you, New York City, though we're probably better long-distance pals.
I'm super-honored to be getting radio play on the stations below. I've been listening and they all spin really synapse-tickling, non-commercial radio.
It feels good to be curated into the mixes of these programmers: WUMD-North Dartmouth, MA KSER-Seattle-Tacoma KRVS-Lafayette, LA WUSM-Hattiesburgh, MS WFHC-Belair, MD KVNF-Paonia, CO KRCB-Rohnert Park, CA