Tanglefoot Website
Tanglefoot Website
Drove to Gravenhurst by myself to watch Tanglefoot. My mother was to come but was not well enough. The kids would have loved it but they're with their father.
They played on a barge. They do this every year! There was an interesting separation created by the body of water between the audience and the stage. I think on http://to-thine-own.livejournal.com/profile I posted about the Penetanguishene show where we sat on the grass quite near the stage and the kids danced just to the side. The kids could have danced at this one as well but there was no sitting near the stage, no eye contact. There were children playing on the dock just down the way at the beach, jumping and splashing and wrestling. There were three men swimming who floated and listend to the band, three bobbing balding male heads with bare chests.
The sound was less reinforced of course. Actually the sound was good seeing as how the band was on the water at the bottom of the hill below the audience.
They always invoke in me a stream of romantic yearnings and poetic urgings and sorrowful dirges.
If I were ever lucky enough to marry a truelovesoulmateintellectualemotionalspiritualphysicalequal, I'd have Tanglefoot play the wedding.
And dammit, you'd all better dance.
Drove to Gravenhurst by myself to watch Tanglefoot. My mother was to come but was not well enough. The kids would have loved it but they're with their father.
They played on a barge. They do this every year! There was an interesting separation created by the body of water between the audience and the stage. I think on http://to-thine-own.livejournal.com/profile I posted about the Penetanguishene show where we sat on the grass quite near the stage and the kids danced just to the side. The kids could have danced at this one as well but there was no sitting near the stage, no eye contact. There were children playing on the dock just down the way at the beach, jumping and splashing and wrestling. There were three men swimming who floated and listend to the band, three bobbing balding male heads with bare chests.
The sound was less reinforced of course. Actually the sound was good seeing as how the band was on the water at the bottom of the hill below the audience.
They always invoke in me a stream of romantic yearnings and poetic urgings and sorrowful dirges.
If I were ever lucky enough to marry a truelovesoulmateintellectualemotionalspiritualphysicalequal, I'd have Tanglefoot play the wedding.
And dammit, you'd all better dance.
posted by Katrina Urquhart at 10:21 p.m.
2 Comments:
i'm glad you went. of course i'll dance at your wedding.
Even I will manage to dance! M
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