Dance Monkey, Dance

I am in a mood for some good old fashioned slam dancing.

Not because I am in an angry mood, or wish to hurt anyone.  Not because of any bad reason at all, really.  I could just use that kind of release.  Adrenaline and pain and strength and sweat and the loud, angry music pounding in my ears until they ring. 

I blame Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.  I’m doing quite a bit of the powerful/gutteral glowering that I’ve done in the past with shows like Playing with Fire and Delusion of Darkness.  Playing characters that are this far off from my normal daliy demeanor bring out the punk in me.  What can I say?


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