Tuesday, March 01, 2005
IVFDF
otherwise known as the Inter Varsity Folk Dance Festival. It was back at my old stomping ground of UEA so I had to go and it was great fun to dance with the old Yare Valley lot. We had a bit of a practise in our old room upstairs in the union and even though they've changed the union, the practise room hadn't changed a bit. It still had the dead fridges in the corner and the same manky chairs and desks around the edges.
Friday night was quite fun once I'd recovered from my rather serious hangover and mega stressful journey (central trains are wankers and why can't GNER sort out their online booking? What's the point in sending an email booking conformation when the trip hasn't actually been confirmed) The friday night ceildh band were intersting a bit prog folk and the caller was a bit crap. The dances usually started out in the normal folky way but about halfway through the guitars would get all twiddly and the synthesiser would kick in and everything would generally prog out for a bit. Quite a strange experience.
Saturday was the main event. This year I was staying in luxury at my sister's house, sleeping on the floor of the LCR is just wrong. Anyway met up with the Yare valley lot in the city centre and was dancing out with Black Skunk, the new UEA morris side who are meant to be border style but are actually all a bit rubbish and with Bristol Rag who are about the only other university team who have been going as long as yare valley. Unfortunately it was a bit wet although it rained the least or was even sunny when we were dancing. I love morris dancing so much as it really is fun to do and I think it's a pretty great spectacle to see. I was suprised at how much I could remember and now I'm just really sad that there isn't a decent side in Leeds for me to join. I really did feel happier morris dancing at the weekend than I have done in ages and ages and ages. I think it's to do with the combination of wearing slightly stupid clothes, doing very silly dances (and making them even sillier and ruder and over the top) and just skipping about knowing you look quite ridiculous but good.
That's enough rambling about m*rris stuff for now. I'll write more another day.
Friday night was quite fun once I'd recovered from my rather serious hangover and mega stressful journey (central trains are wankers and why can't GNER sort out their online booking? What's the point in sending an email booking conformation when the trip hasn't actually been confirmed) The friday night ceildh band were intersting a bit prog folk and the caller was a bit crap. The dances usually started out in the normal folky way but about halfway through the guitars would get all twiddly and the synthesiser would kick in and everything would generally prog out for a bit. Quite a strange experience.
Saturday was the main event. This year I was staying in luxury at my sister's house, sleeping on the floor of the LCR is just wrong. Anyway met up with the Yare valley lot in the city centre and was dancing out with Black Skunk, the new UEA morris side who are meant to be border style but are actually all a bit rubbish and with Bristol Rag who are about the only other university team who have been going as long as yare valley. Unfortunately it was a bit wet although it rained the least or was even sunny when we were dancing. I love morris dancing so much as it really is fun to do and I think it's a pretty great spectacle to see. I was suprised at how much I could remember and now I'm just really sad that there isn't a decent side in Leeds for me to join. I really did feel happier morris dancing at the weekend than I have done in ages and ages and ages. I think it's to do with the combination of wearing slightly stupid clothes, doing very silly dances (and making them even sillier and ruder and over the top) and just skipping about knowing you look quite ridiculous but good.
That's enough rambling about m*rris stuff for now. I'll write more another day.
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