Hip hop meets Morris dancing...
YOUNGSTERS got to fuse folk dance with hip-hop as they enjoyed a series of workshops with expert performers.
Ahead of their show at the Colston Hall next month, members of The Lock In visited Stoke Bishop C of E Primary School yesterday.
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Miss Stevens' hip hop class get a workshop from The Lock In Pic: Jon Kent BRJK2013 0121A-002
After wowing the whole school with a performance in the morning, about 90 children, aged seven to 11, got to learn and perform a wide range of dance moves in the afternoon.
In a clash of styles, the children not only got to grips with hip-hop grooves, but also sword, clog and traditional Morris dancing.
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Year Four teacher Jacqui Stevens said: "The children really enjoyed it – it was quite an experience for them.
"Workshops like this teach them teamwork, the value of knowing the music, being active and being creative. For many it was just a chance to try something new and enjoyable."
The Lock In will perform at Colston Hall 1 on February 21, at 7.30pm. Tickets £16.50, £15 for concessions.
A spokeswoman for The Lock In said: "The UK's number one folk and hip hop dance show comes to Colston Hall, giving visitors the chance to witness some fast-paced, innovative and show-stopping performances that combines the most traditional forms of dance with modern styles.
"The Lock In sees a group of street dancers arrive at an apparently deserted pub, where a clash of cultures turns into a dynamic and athletic dance floor stand-off.
"Sword dances are performed with snooker-cues, pub bouncers dance the Morris and B-boys flirt with clog girls, while house band The Demon Barbers mix English folk music with hip hop, house, funk and ska and drum and bass along the way."
For tickets, call 0117 922 3686 or visit www.colstonhall.org/whatson/ Event3371.
Comments
by Rambling_Sid
Tuesday, January 22 2013, 8:12PM
“I'm an ancient Morris dancer
And no longer will I roam.
My boundless joy is now confined
In this old folkies' home.
The doorsign reads "Dunjingling"
And last time I attempted a" hey"
I did myself a great mischief
So I've had to call it a day.
But I dance the zimmer frame polka,
No greater mover excels,
And Ethel and Gladys go ga-ga
When I tinkle my rusty old bells.
And in rare moments of ecstasy,
As I shuffle through some of my sets,
They remove their dentures and clack them aloud
Beating rhythm as on castanets.
Last Saturday night I was dancing a jig
When me knees both began to buckle.
"It's more than your belt's done these ten last long years,"
Said Gladys, with many a chuckle.
Though stung by her words, I had to admit
Her observation was clever
For brain cells come and brain cells go
But fat cells live forever.
Not that me knees were a problem
The way that they are for so many
In the days of my youth you could still obtain
Two ape knees for just one old penny.
My accordian's beyond my control
It sounds like the croaking of frogs
And to stop me waking the snoozers,
They've put rubber soles on me clogs.
They've banned both the longsword and rapper
Not through health and safety fears
But because the cleaners were getting brassed off
With picking up fingers and ears.
At least you're surrounded by friends,
On the days when your recall is rotten,
They help you invent some new memories
To replace all the ones you've forgotten.
When you look in the mirror and see
That six pack, now drooped and inert
Praise the Lord that your eyesight's endured
And be grateful that wrinkles don't hurt.
Life must go on, though I quite forget why,
Though your days may be happy or sad
Considering the other alternative,
Dunjingling is not quite so bad.
Rambling Sid”