<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3588884</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:22:49.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the conference of the birds</title><subtitle type='html'>an american boy's logged experiences through a theatre process that will take him from seattle, washington, to london england</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3588884/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jocagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3588884.post-78640560</id><published>2002-07-06T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-06T23:06:38.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i still have to keep my energy up. i thought i had something good before rehearsal when i practiced at home, but it wasn't as good as i had thought. i need to be louder. i need to have more passion. i need to look into deshawnte's eyes and tell her that i'm dazzled by her beauty. i have to convince the audience that i am so. i must. i must go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i thought was passionate turned out to be monotone. thankfully, kerri thought i made some progress, but it all felt the same to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3588884-78640560?l=tribes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3588884/posts/default/78640560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3588884/posts/default/78640560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribes.blogspot.com/2002_06_30_archive.html#78640560' title=''/><author><name>Jocagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3588884.post-78609545</id><published>2002-07-05T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-05T23:08:41.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jesus, i haven't written in this for the longest while. shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the photographers gave me a good reminder of which way i should face the audience, and how conscious i should be and integrating that consciousness into my movements, to the effect of spreading out my arms to the audience, and posing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the discussion on all of the character parts was real good for me. not only for the understanding of all of the other characters, but for mine in particular: the sparrow. i never really got that whole symbolism of the sparrow until the discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need more energy for the sparrow. i need more energy for the sparrow. i need more energy for the sparrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chant today was a good ensemble effort. my personal part was essentially a fast percussion beat done with my sticks, alongside with my voice following the rhythm and speed of that beat, sort of an "oooh-ay-oooh-ay-oooh" drone, and simpler monotone drone variations in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camrin's falcon costume looked real nice, so i am excited to see the rest of the birds come alive in dress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3588884-78609545?l=tribes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3588884/posts/default/78609545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3588884/posts/default/78609545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribes.blogspot.com/2002_06_30_archive.html#78609545' title=''/><author><name>Jocagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3588884.post-78056605</id><published>2002-06-21T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-21T23:14:31.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was planning to come to rehearsal today hyped up on &lt;i&gt;venom&lt;/i&gt;, but i was such in a hurry to get out of the house that i forgot to drink it. so i came to today's rehearsal with 4 hours of sleep, and basically no glance at the script.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt the lack of energy in the warm up excercises and break-out movements, but i managed to get by. the actual killer was the script read, of which i couldn't jump in and have my presence heard as much as i would have wanted to. there are some dominant voices, like joe, cameron, and kerri, who really take center stage and control the situations with a well heard voice. when i speak, it doesn't seem to be as resounding or heavy as i would like to think it is..... so i must work on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to catch beats.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3588884-78056605?l=tribes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3588884/posts/default/78056605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3588884/posts/default/78056605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribes.blogspot.com/2002_06_16_archive.html#78056605' title=''/><author><name>Jocagu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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