Friday, April 6, 2012

Viva las Vegas

Holy opulent gold trim batman
Arrived at like 4am this time and went through the visa process.. Just gonna stay up and have breakfast in a bit before a day of sight seeing but seriously the city is so beautiful.... And well I can't stop saying it but... Opulent

That's my hotel room.... Here's some other photos that may or may not upload because the Internet is wonky....
I thought hotel wow in Istanbul was fancy but this place wins....
Also when I arrived in the hotel in Istanbul the James bond theme was playing in the lobby it's a sign... Having read to Russia with love in Ohio.
International man of mystery leaving you with these

This is little Sean a puppet I made on the flight....
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Location:ул. Алишера Навои,Ashgabat,Turkmenistan

It's a tour---- and I'm on it

Soundtrack- the good the bad and the queen "a soldier's tale"
645am left Ohio after a great show at the university. Then flew to dc then flew to JFK which was hard to fly into JFK and not be going home... Really tugged at the ol heart strings.... Then after making a few phone calls and a last meal of a martini and steak panini I found out that thanks to the most amazing tour manager ever I was upgraded to first class.... Which on a ten hour flight made all the difference. Holy crap there was so much food... And I got to watch Sherlock Holmes 2 again...... Then completely lay down and sleep for 7 hours..... Hopefully I'll get to see a little bit of Istanbul in our 9 hour layover.....
Also I'm in the future. So wanted to let you know on the east coast that Friday is looking good.
And since the turkmen government wasn't thrilled with the idea of us performing our first show was cancelled which considering that it was on Sunday will be a welcomed break for the bodies.... Still teaching lots and doing cultural stuff though.
Will update more as the adventure continues but for now it's a tour and I'm on it.
Signing off from the 'how will I ever go back to flying coach' first class luxury
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Update: I feel great having slept gonna shower and shave we have a little under 6 hours before we fly to Turkmenistan ... Which I think is like a six hour flight....
The only story to report was an older man stopped dead in his tracks in the airport and stared at me for a very long time, he even turned to watch me go.... It was either my hair. Jealous of the cry baby curl... Or he thought I was Robbie Williams

Location:39,000ft first class cabin

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Day one on the road

Current soundtrack: dr. Dog "ain't it strange"
Greetings from the beautiful and wondrous Athens, Ohio.
An hour on the subway, two flights, one lay over and a two hour car ride later and we hit the stage. Nothing to crazy to report today besides eating a protein bar, a triple cheese burger, and a 12 ounce new York strip steak today.... I'm still kinda hungry but saving the churros for breakfast.
Tomorrows show should be good. Performing with the students from Ohio University who are doing a piece that Sean set on them.... Not looking forward to the 630am travel call the following morning but at least we can try and get in a nights sleep in a bed before sitting on planes for all eternity. Although still pretty excited to go to the future....
The real highlight of the day was the woman at Airport security telling one of my co dancers, David, to remove everything from his back pockets and when he assured her that his pockets were indeed empty. she said ... "oh" and checked out his butt....
Also I was the only one who packed for a one month tour in only a carry on roller board and a backpack..... Weird.......
Till next time
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Location:Athens!!...... Ohio

Monday, April 2, 2012

They pay me not to come home (a Tom waits inspired post)

It's starting to sink in that very soon I will be in the other side of the world... I've kinda shrugged it off but it's also going to be the longest tour I've ever been on..... I can also think of it as going back to the future because it's 11 hours ahead over there.

It's a strange and beautiful life and I know that fit now I'm torn in regards to my feelings about leaving the city..... I hate leaving this island....(not to mention my lady and puppy-son) . But this will be a once in a lifetime experience to share art and culture and the gift that I can't help but do with countries where some of them haven't had any exposure to western culture ever only becoming democratic in the last 4 years....

The Sean curran company taking modern dance where no modern dance has ever gone before....

I keep wanting to make the joke that this has international incident written all over it but I won't.... But I think I just did.... But anyway my dance belts are packed... I shined my boots and I have a badass haircut....
While I am technically being paid not to come home.... I'm also going to be doing things that people have quite literally never seen before. And that's pretty awesome.....

Of course we going to Ohio first so I'll curtail my poetic excitement for a few more days.....
Until then

You said it Tom

They pay me not to come home

You know I gave it all up for the stage
They fill my cup up in the cage
It’s nobody’s business but mine when I’m low
To hold yourself up is not a crime here you know
At the end of the world

I kick my foot at the lights
I breathe it in all night
There’s a light on a canvas tree
Money from home supporting me
They pay me not to come
I won’t eat crow
Ill stay away
And though all roads will not lead you home my girl
All roads lead to the end of the world
I sewed a little luck up in the hem of my gown
The only way down from the gallows is to swing
And I’ll wear boots instead of high heels
And the next stage that I am on it will have wheels

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Location:On my couch staring at my single carry-on bag


" "The difference between a madman and a professional is that a pro does as well as he can within what he has set out to do and a madman does exceptionally well at what he can't help doing.” ― Charles Bukowski