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  1. Jan 2025
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    1. More so than anything, a heat emanates from our bodies, confounded by pungent smell of the whole room. A steamy funk rises. The club feels like a sauna with the aroma of a gym, and I am part of it.

      My cooking/soup analogy!

    2. By subordinating the crowd’s reaction,  I lose sight of the dynamic between dancers and spectators, which is fundamental to the ritual. To focus on one means missing some part of the other, which means I cannot take in everything.

      Watching TV is somewhat a passive experience, and also engages less of the senses. Not just bodily (sight, smell, touch, hearing), but also how emotion, excitement, danger influences the perception of time and proximity to others. In a cypher, to watch is to displace. You may as well bring yourself as an audience member.

      So then, to dance or watch dance should I consider it an invitation to interact and respect space? Does the dancer take priority over the viewers on a groove space? If I take the dance floor, can I expect others to move, and if they do not make way, or ask me to stop. Are they perhaps in the wrong?

      Also love that the audience's energy fuels the performance. Without a crowd, we only see the end product and not the engine. The byproducts and not the reaction.

    3. Lastly, don’t get hit. Footwork or sloppy power moves are quick and unpredictable, which can hurt if you’re not careful and observant. If you get hit, shake it off because unless you’re bleeding you may not get any sympathy or attention anyway. In other words, it’s not about you.

      This is how I feel about build season and punk worksites. If you wanna participate in collective action, know where to not put your body. Know where to put your weight. Yelling is just part of communication, unless pointed and demeaning. Know who the leads are. Keep an eye out for yourself and others.

    4. The circle begins to close in on itself. The more into it we are, the closer we have to get, as if proximity is praise. Whatever space is available becomes something to fill, but that feeling never lasts. While the tipping point is unclear, sometime during a cypher’s peak intensity is also the moment of its demise. The more densely formed they are, the less those in the back can see to the point where they stop trying and simply walk away. As people depart, whatever accumulated in our dense circle begins to fade as well. The hot, sweaty, cramped cypher seems to inhale fresh air as we relax into our individual selves again. I move from one circle to another and these moments blend together, becoming one extended cypher.

      the circle as an organism has a sort of ecology and life cycle of its own. the cypher is made of people, but has a life of its own made up of the exchange, transformation, and recirculation of energy. The cypher is not merely just made of moving bodies in closeness. There's a shared sense of connection that makes reactions possible fueling the cypher's metabolism.

    5. Each cypher borders on multiple others such that at one point, all I have to do is slightly pivot around and I am on the outskirts of another circle.

      I am working on a framework for understanding different social circles. It starts with observing and conceptualizing groups of people as overlapping semi-permeable membranes. The distinctions are not always clear, and sometimes the distinctions I make about belonging and kinship also influence the generalizations that can be pulled about said groups. Sometimes a groups of strangers on a dance floor can feel like the author's description of cyphers, and knowing how to be a participant observer, respecting space, showing interest, sometimes mirroring movements lets me join in and pass a threshold/cross membranes.

    6. it is impossible to feel entirely separate from the moment. The speakers belt out the urgent beats of Mongo Santamaria’s ’69 rendition of The Temptations’ 1968 hit “Cloud 9.” I tap into a musical groove, imagining my parents as teens dancing to this song or the original when it came out. This cross-generational connection flows through the speakers and I ride that feeling, becoming a part of the cypher’s many conversations.

      to participate as a viewer also means to draw from your own experiences (conscious or not) in your response. there is some psychic exchange between performer, viewer, movement, music.

      As an analogy, it would be hard to gain an understanding of a dish I've never had from just the raw ingredients eaten seprately. Perhaps there is needed infusing, mellowing by roasting, aromas from toasting, removal of seeds and stems, fermentation, baking, stewing that makes the experience nourishing to more than just the stomach. And perhaps a recipe is incomplete without it's original name, a visit to its place of procurement, attachment to its means of production, and the occasion for which it is prepared as a remedy for heartache, celebration, and expression of love.

    7. last night’s pre-party with members of the Zulu Kings. The backstory is lost on me save for the other crew’s adopted name: Zulu Killers

      strong defense of history and legacy. the role of earlier figures is not just in their innovations, but also the groundwork laid to create a shared form of art.

      The crowd also serves a regulating role to channel and regulate the energy. There are spaces in which I feel unsafe or alien because of a lack of feedback. And when a conflict or fight breaks out, when we all get on the same page, I have found faith and safety again. Perhaps the cypher operates similarly, a somewhat rehearsed occasion of collective engagement and drama that brings people together without witnessing or experiencing harm?

      Though, what separates this form from say a nationally recognized participatory occasion like football or boxing? Perhaps it is because the goal of breaking isn't to cause physical harm on another?

    8. My early attempts for impartial and even distant observation, as academic convention, made me feel like an intruder who was just taking up space.

      Academic participation is cerebral and perhaps objectifying. As a researcher, it's not enough to describe from a disembodied perspective. A disembodied or empirical presence can not account for why a ritual or performance is necessary. A disembodied perspective is really a conceit, as in it is a refusal for the account to leave it's origin and bias, which is in fact grounded in the observer's own body. A way of engaging with dance as an observer needs participation. It needs to integrate your own feelings, the unspoken rules of a dance floor, engagement with the performer.

    9. People walk around literally dripping with sweat and smiling from ear to ear, energized by their exertions. Some change into the spare clothes they bring in anticipation of the cold air outside. Others opt instead to just take off their shirts altogether, coincidentally showing off sweaty and well toned bare-chested or sports bra-topped torsos. The lights come up fully. Cypher-time is done.

      when the lights go down, we are called into bodies--our own and those of others. When the light goes on, we separate again. There is an exchange and transformation of energy, a sense of self that is communal being affirmed, a lack of reservation about bodies and appearances in the aftermath, perhaps a sense of collective trust in seeing the emotional extremes of others transformed into movement and cause for closeness instead of separation.

    10. It is nearing one o’clock in the afternoon, and the doors will open in an hour

      Passage starts with the narrator's presence, expanding to venue and event. Follows the flow of time as day unfolds.