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Saturday, May 20, 2006

Abs Don’t Lie

After all these years of being stuck in the seventies, listening to “classic rock,” I was suddenly so bored with my music that I started flipping around the radio dial (of course it is no longer a dial, hasn’t been for years, but whatever). I came across this song and was mesmerized. This was before a friend sent me the video.

Shakira has started a whole new thing for me. I could not buy Hips Don’t Lie, (if anyone can get it for me for my iPod, much obliged) so instead I downloaded her song La Tortura for my/Nat’s iPod, also very sexy and great to run to or mow the lawn to. Not sure what my neighbors think when they hear me singing half-garbled Spanish. I now have Jammin’ 94.5 programmed into my car radio and I have become acquainted with rap and hip-hop. Sometimes it is just too much, too repetetive, with simplistic sexist content; but so is a lot of rock, too. I find myself listening to the words and I learn stuff. In Krazie Bone’s Ridin Dirty, this guy sings about racial profiling and crooked cops. In another song, whose name I don’t know, the woman is singing all about being unfaithful. Very sad.

So after watching Shakira gyrate in her harem-esque garb, and trying it myself, I decided that I was going to learn belly-dancing. Why not? These old thrice-contorted abs could use a new kind of workout. Don’t worry, I’ll spare you the pictures!

1 comment

Belly dancing is wonderful!!

I tried it at Canyon Ranch a while ago. The scarves, the elegant fingers, the hands…I did this vacation at the Ranch for myself a year after Adam was diagnosed. I forgot what it was like to feel, to be feminine. I cried in the middle of the class at the beauty of it all, realizing that I had shut myself off for so long — this defensive armour or “mode” many of us move into when are children are diagnosed with autism.

— added by Estee Klar-Wolfond on Saturday, May 20, 2006 at 11:26 am

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