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Tuesday, July 12, 2022

Watched This On TV Back When I Was A Teen

And, thanks a million to you Richard, I got to watch this beautiful choreography again.

We all know that Ravel's Bolero owns the record of the most often classical partition played. But to me it's not about the Guinness, more about how it made me understand how any piece of art, no matter its age, style or origin, can be related and/or accommodated to whatever emerging inspiration that one person is into.
In retrospect, I think it helped me see anything new, and anyone, through different angles.


Edit: the video Richard wanted to point me to is actually the one below:

Same choreography from Béjart, performed in 2008 by Nicolas Le Riche.

4 comments:

SickoRicko said...

Fabulous! Wonderful! Thank you!

Workmen and Rednecks said...

Thanks have to go to Milleson. I merely shared the video along my thoughts.

whkattk said...

Ah, there are so many classical strains in contemporary music. Rather like writers being told, "No matter what you write, Shakespeare already covered that - you just need to bring a new, contemporary twist to it."

Workmen and Rednecks said...

Spotted, Pat.
I can’t tell about whatever music trends are showcased over the radio nowadays, except the artists ought to be thankful to their sound engineers to producing whatever they can with as little base material as they’re provided with.
First band that comes to my mind as an example is Queen. They went from Rock to glitter, including pop. And I think their inspiration mostly related to their studiy of the classical masters, just like many among the best modern dancers have first been through classical ballet courses.
Which maybe is the reason why I never could find any echo of value in Basquiat’s work. The expression of a suffering solely based on instinct may have been good enough in the eighties, but it hardly stands the trial of time, whatever the Arts market has to say about it...
But again, these are just my two cents.