Femme Power Dance Church

Femme Power Dance Church

Last month I attended Broke LA with my dear friend Ilana (The Indiecation), at which we were told about another show. So on May 2nd, we went to this other show. It turned out to be a great residency at The Bootleg–Gavin Turek– that night also featured Res and Alina Bea.

These women inspired me. All of them.

Alina was really impressive to me. I think I could listen to Alina’s music all the time. Her music is dark and sometimes a little heavy, but that’s entirely up my alley. Not to mention, her lyrics and some of the rhythmic choices in the prose was so empowering. This is some woke music, if I may say so. She kept making jokes about how the next song was going to be happier. I personally think her music needs no change in mood. Music, and art, does not have to be always happy to be powerful–and heavy doesn’t necessarily mean unhappy. Her music understands emotional complexity. Its very powerful, and very empowering. Her lyrics, persona and artistry are another force to be reckoned with–like Gavin.

By the time Gavin came out, I was ready to dance. Luckily, her music inspired such action, which persisted after leaving the venue, going home and falling asleep. I think I was still shaking my hips as I slept that night.

If you have not yet heard or seen Gavin perform then you absolutely must. She is a force of absolute girl power, clad in an armor of fringe and self confidence. She was moving the entire time–sometimes just spinning in circles to allow her fringe some spotlight time.

As a singer myself, I have no idea how she does it. Then I remember– she’s a dancer. That’s how. She has clearly had many years of training and experience with dance and music. It is evident in her performance, her music, her vocals, her understanding, etc. She is a well trained, intelligent, free and unconfined artist–my favorite kind.

Another good friend, Cynthia (For Swooners Only), likes to call moments like this “Dance Church”. I think this is incredibly accurate–as any kind of dancing can be an empowering spiritual experience. It gives us a chance to be present in our entire bodies, to lose ourselves, to literally shake off all the stagnant energy and vibrate higher! In the same way that going to mass on a Sunday renews someone’s spirit for the week ahead, dancing this night gave me life for the month.

The empowerment I experienced from watching these women perform inspired my inner girl power. I feel so proud of my femininity, and feel like I personally redefine what it means to be feminine in my own life. I think this is important.

Although it is often denied, or pushed off as less important, it is still commonly known that women are not treated as equals in this world. We are, and have been for millennia, treated as second class citizens. Anyone in a position of oppression must find empowerment within themselves, and it is different for every oppressed group.

I have been told, for years, that my emotional vulnerability, my sensitivity, my nurturing capacity and my sexuality were reasons people would seek to hurt me. They were always presented to me as weaknesses which I had to overcome in order to be respected and powerful. This coupled with the pressure to comply with the white patriarchy have destroyed my sense of self love, pride, and feminine power.

I recognizing though, these things are how I personally define my femininity. I recognize that the definition is different for others– and I love that! What fun would this world be if we all thought exactly the same?! (boring). However, it is a long road I’ve been traveling and just now am I starting to see the path. The trail to personal power, as it has been blazed by the women who have come before me, as it will continue to blaze for those who come after.

For me, this is what Femme Power Dance Church is all about. Its about respecting that path toward empowerment, respecting how each person finds and defines it, and empowering others to go forth and do so for themselves–and all through the powerful expression of music and dance.

While inequalities are definitely systemic issues, we still have to find the power within ourselves to rise above the system, as much as possible. After all, without that rise and recognition, how will we ever see the wrongs of the system and expect more of it? How will we implement changes toward equality? How will we know how it is we deserve to be treated and demand that of those we interact with?

Anyway, all this to say, dancing is incredibly empowering, rejuvenating, and straight up flawsome (awesome in all beauty and “flaws”). It does not require good moves, or rhythm, or an understanding of the music. It does not require a particular setting or an education. It only requires sound and movement. Sounds which come from other humans, from nature, from movies, from music, from the world. Movements which come from the heart. Dancing is bringing the introspective self to the surface. Dancing is allowing that light in your heart to shine and be seen by others. This is why it is empowering. This is why, on Monday, May 23, we dance with Gavin.

So my friends and I invite you to join us for this concert, the last one of Gavin’s residency with The Bootleg, and dance your ass off. Dance for the sake of yourself! Dance for the sake of humanity! We all want to know and see that glowing light in you. Please, share it with us all and with these incredible musicians.

Check out Alina Bea’s music video for “Live Undone”

 

and Gaven killing it at the Bootleg

 

 

Feeling, Creating, and Moving on

Mercury retrograde hits hard for some. This cycle of confusion doesn’t have me quite as uncomfortable as others in the recent past have, but I still feel its effects. Its already confusing enough to talk about things intangible, now it seems much more muddled and confused.

Feelings are already so tough to talk about. Talking about a feeling is like, here’s my best explanation of something which can only truly be understood by those willing to empathize or who have experienced it before themselves. It takes a whole lot of courage to put yourself out there and talk about your feelings. Its so easy for the other person to internalize, or misinterpret, or relate too much to their own feelings and miss the point of what you are saying.

This goes both ways. I have been misunderstood and have been misunderstanding others this month. In retrogrades past, I have tried to bridge the gap in communication, by attempting to communicate more efficiently. Some things cannot be breached. Sometimes, it just not time for that.

It’s not time for that. This is not the time to be communicating our feelings so much as feeling them. This is a time of feeling. Feeling, seeing, sensing. Waiting for signs, watching our dreams, observing our strengths and supporting our weaknesses. Whether you’re communicating it to others or not, I think we can all feel something stirring this month. Its stirs different in all of us, but also a little the same–a restlessness that calls, and an answer that forms in the back of our throats, but cannot quite come to the tongue to form words yet.

My creative vibrations have been flowing this month. I am seeing the manifestations of seeds sown long ago, the sprouting of seeds most recently sown, and opportunities to sow more seeds for the future.

From the very beginning of this month, I have had a line from a song stuck in my head. A line from a very beautiful song, and one that has so much personal sentimentality to me:

Oh where are our dear mothers?
They are sowing seeds of gladness.
Day is a-breakin’ in my soul.

This song has been difficult for me to listen to for a couple of years, due to the grievous loss of a friend. Only recently have I been able to go backĀ  and listen to it in its entirety, and only a few times have I done this successfully. I cannot sing it yet. It is too painful and my breath cannot support the ripping melody. It is like I described above; the sound forms in the back of my throat but my tongue will not allow it to move beyond there yet.

However, the fact that the line popped into my head this month, and hasn’t left, has created a significance in my understandings. It was so much a part of my mental script at the beginning of this month, I think it has unintentionally become an intention. I’ve been sowing seeds of gladness, and for what seems like the first time in years, day is a-breakin’ in my soul. There’s a light at the end of this tunnel.

This month, through much isolation and solitude, I’ve been finding the thing that brings me great joy–the thing that has always brought me great joy. The coming together of my poetic, psychological, and musical passions in the process of song-writing.

Art is the expression of emotions. It is the greatest attempt to take feelings and put them onto a canvas, into a time period, into a poem, into a dance, into a performance. It is so important. I think in Mercury retrograde times, art is the easiest and perhaps clearest way to attempt to communicate the incommunicable.

So, I’ve created some art–in the form of songs. Seeds sown long ago, and ready now for harvest. I hope they bring you a message, carry you through hard times, and give you hope. I hope that they inspire you to feel, even if you cannot always accurately express or describe what it is you’re feeling. I hope you find peace, love and comfort in the sights, sounds, and sensations of our natural Earth. Be patient and gentle with yourself this month. Remember, more will be revealed and not everything needs to come to a resolve immediately.

May you be well.

Enjoy!