dance motherfuckers, dance in your sorrow,
dance in your anger, dance in your passion

the world sure seems cockeyed at the moment.  nothing seems to make a lot of sense.  particularly in our culture and politics.  despair is an option.  but not a fruitful one.  what the fuck can i say.  i'm by nature cheerful, stupid and superficial.  & when i listen to music i am confirmed in my belief that art is the holy marker of our collective.  i don't mean by that that art is a map of the divine.  i don't spin that way.  but art is how we create sense, feeling, intellect & color out of chaos, & even for an old atheist like myself, it becomes transcendent.  i don't mean to pen a short apologia for art.  for art can, & does, take care of itself.  however, i am reminded of these two performances by the french electronica band, M83 [named after a spiral galaxy], of ABSOLUTE MUSIC. 

instead of despair i watch these two performances by M83.  i am a child of the late 20th century.  i love pop music in all its various guises.  & when i listen to vocalist morgan kibby in these two songs i am reminded of our human being.  we can do so much more than argue, maim & kill each other.  concerts are a proof that our collective being can bring together ourselves for the sheer pleasures of art & community. 

the first song, 'skin of the night,' blows me the fuck away.  i discovered this performance a couple of days ago.  kibby's vocals are like the voice of god if a god existed. 



the second song, 'we own the sky', is again sung by morgan kibby.  she punches me right in my emotional solar plexus.  i love how the audience becomes part of the performance particularly at the climax of the tune.



and but so, i don't know what hi art might be but i will confess that these two live performances, from 2012! [as if that was a long time ago!], are deeply moving works of art.  these songs are a proof that our veritable human being is capable of beauty.  so dance motherfuckers!  all the way to the very bitter end.