Last night I found myself falling into the Internet k-hole that is New Zealand All Blacks haka videos. Comes highly recommended, would watch again. My favorite haka is posted below, followed by replies by other rugby teams from various Pacific Island Nations.
So here I am, in the middle way, having had twenty years— Twenty years largely wasted, the years of l'entre deux guerres Trying to learn to use words, and every attempt Is a wholly new start, and a different kind of failure Because one has only learnt to get the better of words For the thing one no longer has to say, or the way in which One is no longer disposed to say it. And so each venture Is a new beginning, a raid on the inarticulate With shabby equipment always deteriorating In the general mess of imprecision of feeling, Undisciplined squads of emotion. And what there is to conquer By strength and submission, has already been discovered Once or twice, or several times, by men whom one cannot hope To emulate—but there is no competition— There is only the fight to recover what has been lost And found and lost again and again: and now, under conditions That seem unpropitious. But perhaps neither gain nor loss. For us, there is only the trying. The rest is not our business.
"Sometimes magic is just someone spending more time on something than anyone else might reasonably expect" - Teller (of Penn & Teller), The Honor System.
This article on theft among magicians makes a strong argument for magic as performance art, complete with its own frames and internal rules that structure the play that follows. The piece described in the article, Teller's Shadows, is presented below, an elegant, stripped-down scene that looks nothing like the hokey spectacles I mostly associate with contemporary magic acts:
Flying Lotus - Putty Boy Strut. Off his new album 'Until the Quiet Comes,' which features excellent guest appearances by Erykah Badu, Niki Randa and Thom Yorke. Streaming now at NPR's First Listen blog.