A dolls house pt. 2

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A dolls house Pt. 2

On the square for the opening of a dolls house pt. 2. Full house, the place is buzzing and excitement is in the air. Nothing is better than a filled up theatre on the square, the energy is contagious. It’s close knit, intimate and warm. The laughs rebound and echo in the auditorium, you can hear every sound, every gasp, every comment from the audience and the view is in your face, up close and personal, no matter which seat you take. Every seat is a great seat, even the seats close to the pillars.

The show is a great one, it captivated the audience throughout. It’s humorous and explores subjects on self-identity, marriage, traditional gender roles, love and freedom. Nora Helmer comes back after 15 years to the family she abandoned in search of herself. Not much has changed except that the children have grown. The helper (Anne Marie) stepped up in her absence and raised them, neglecting her own life and children in the process. It’s not like she had a choice, she’s not from money, she had to do whatever she could to survive. Nora became a successful author in that period, writing books that serves mainly the female demographic. She questions the institution of marriage and monogamy. Is it worth it? Does it make sense? Why is one partner enough for a lifetime? Surely, I am not the person you married because I’ve changed, you have changed. I am reduced to a role and expectations and I am not myself anymore. I don’t even know who I am anymore, I am subsumed by your domineering character. When relationships start out, it’s all fresh, it’s new, it’s exciting, we go out of our way to woe the other person, we role play, we do things that we will never do again to gain access into that person’s life and once we do, we relax, we become complacent, we stop trying so hard, the relationship stales up and we lose ourselves.

It is this type of writing that gets Nora in trouble with the law. It is this type of writing that empowers her female readers to leave their families. She also finds out that she is still married with her husband, she initially thought she was divorced but her husband didn’t post the paperwork. She wants a divorce but her husband Torvald won’t give it to her. She involves her daughter, hoping that she can convince her father. Eventually he relents and gives it to her but she doesn’t want it anymore.

This is a awesome play, it had the audience laughing out loud, there were also ironic stares from the cast to the audience, breaking the fourth wall, at times it was as if they were talking to us directly. Some uncomfortable laughs from the audience because of the realism of the content. There was range and different states in the performances. The performers had chemistry and overall flow – they were outstanding! The costumes were retro, they gave a 1800 – 1900 vibe. The story is perfectly paced and the scenes clear. The set, writing and lighting – all great!

Bianca Amato plays Nora
Zane Meas is Torvald
Charlotte Butler is Anne Marie
Simone Neethling is Emmy

Congratulations Barbara Rubin and the whole team for a great show and a deserved standing ovation!

Spite beer

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Spite beer

I am tired of feeding other men’s habits, week in, week out, I am the one buying beer. These motherfuckers, bloodsuckers, they are sucking me dry, like mosquitos, buzzing, irritating, never contributing anything to the group. How can you come to people with nothing? You wanna drink other men? I am tired of thinking for people who don’t think for me. They never buy me beer but I buy for them every time, round after round. I don’t need this, I have a girlfriend. They are using me, masquerading as my friends, using me to further their gains, they think I don’t see. I am cool guy but I can’t be helping niggas all the time, what do they do for me? My compassion is my weakness, I need to get my house in order, I can’t be saving other people. 24 Corona is not enough, less than an hour and nothing, I only had two beers, they are working against time, where did the other 22 go? They not using beer as an agent to enhance the experience, instead they using it as a storage tank, gulping the beer not thinking it runs out, now who needs to buy another 24? So I’ll get spite beer, something that will deter them, repel them like Peaceful sleep, fucking mosquitoes, a drink that will shrivel their faces like sour grapes. Spite beer is the only solution, I will retain more units of beer while saving up on buying more. Spite beer, now to want beer is to want the spite beer! Spite beer because I need to control my paradigm. Spite beer because I don’t need anymore friends. Spite beer because it’s more progressive.

The good white

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The good white

Opening of “The good White” at the Market Theatre. I love the Market Theatre, the place was vibrant and buzzing. Even posed for a couple of pictures – press time.

A different perspective to the #feesmustfall and #rhodesmustfall movements. The story follows Professor Simon Whitehead, a senior ranking official of the University, his Zimbabwean colleague who plans to launch his book on Decolonization and his colored wife who also holds a high position at the University. It is set in a world of unrest and desolation, a world where the youth feel betrayed by the current system and the leaders that preceded it. Nelson Mandela preached “rainbownism”, he didn’t change anything, the systems of apartheid are still in place. Apartheid still roams but in a different form, with new and fancy terminologies. While real people still suffer, inequality rife and students can’t afford schooling. Everything is blamed on the white man; the patriarchy, apartheid, inequality, racism, no access to education – all him! It is a world that unsympathetic to the white man, it is even played for comic relief and features as a running gag, you’ll hear Simon saying “the white man has no feelings, everything is his fault” as a way to defuse the tension. It is a world that keeps kicking Professor Simon Whitehead in the head. He is in a cold, loveless and detached relationship with a woman who cheats on him with his Zimbabwean colleague. For the woman, the relationship is purely transactional, white man married to a colored woman, diversity, it’s good for PR. She won’t even say “I love you”, instead she says “do you need me to love you”? Eventually, they separate.

This is a brilliant play, the writing by Mike van Graan is the hero and the acting just world-class. The show has a lot, the characters have personality and the script wit. Shonisani Masutha is powerful, I loved her poetry and the emotion in her words. She plays a character from the township whose parents are deseased. She is angry and in protest – she demands change! Renate Stuurman plays the wife, she is harsh and insensitive at times, very antagonistic, could be because of her past, apartheid, her family was moved from Wynberg to the Cape Flats. Vusi Kunene plays the Zimbabwean colleague, his book launch is hilarious, it was chaos, there was protesting and the township girl undressed in front of everyone. Russel Savadier is Professor Simon Whitehead – I just felt sorry for the white man.

The scenes and the lighting are seamless and just flow. Totally loved the set, it is subtle, minimalistic and compact with three stages all in all, one to the left, one to the right and one in the middle that has retractable seats that can be pushed back inside. Hovering above the middle stage are signs that demand:

Decolonize education
Free quality education

feesmustfall

Education is not a privilege
Senzeni Na
Fees with what money
Asinamali
Free education is possible

Congratulations Greg Homann and the whole team for a great show and a deserved standing ovation.

Hidden giants

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Hidden giants

If only schools taught physics like the “Hidden giants” lecture. An out the box lecture with live original score by composer Yasheen Modi who plays the piano and violinist Siobhan Lloyd-Jones. The sound is immersive and the visuals by Darius Botha cinematic and bold. That lecture is so cool, it is an experience, it has life, it has feeling, it’s the type of show that makes you fall in love with science. Science for me at school was never that cool, if it were, I’d have a PhD in Physics. That’s how good I feel about Physics and the Universe right now!

Dr. Luca Pontiggia serves at the lecturer for the show. He simplifies the Universe for the common man. He makes it fun and strips away all the fear factor. It’s not intimidating, the visuals on the screen paint a picture, they tell a story. We learned so much about the nature of the Universe, it’s inception, how old it is and how it expanded. We learned about Isaac Newton and the gravitational force. We learned about Albert Einstein and the theory of relativity. We learned about Black holes, spacetime and the singularity. Black holes are dead stars that are dense who pull in everything in their orbit and Supanovas are exploding stars! The lecture is divided into 3 acts: The object, the minds and the image.

Act 1 explores the cycle of stars and violent forces that give birth to black holes. Act 2 explores the great thinkers like Newton and Einstein who conceived of these mathematical formulas that enabled a better understanding of our Universe. Act 3 is proof, Einstein’s theory of relativity is just that – theory. We need tangible evidence of a black hole, E.H (Event Horizon), Accretion Disc, Photon Sphere and the Singularity. Unbelievably, we get proof, we have a picture, Albert Einstein was right. We get this proof with the of help from lasers, telescopes stationed strategically all over the world, a dedicated team and supercomputers. This picture is everything, it’s a scientific leap, proof of the Universe and existence, something to build on in our understanding of string-theory and perhaps the big bang itself.

This is such a cool lecture, something you can watch over and over again. Pity it has a limited run at Joburg Theatre, everyone should see it – it has a lot of enthusiasm, the theatre was filled to the brim, literally every seat was occupied. The teaching is world-class and the music – out of this world! You don’t want it to end, you just want to learn and learn and learn. They made Physics and the Universe really cool.

Boobs, Beer and Piano

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Boobs, Beer & Piano

Earlier in the year I was feeling bummed out. Progress was there but money was on a snails pace. My mother was on my case and I couldn’t do anything about it because I was still living at her place. Like your peers are ahead and you aren’t even running the race. What she didn’t see is that I was still building a base. I am doing this alone, I have no connections. You are mistaken, you need to do your corrections. I am driving straight to the top and I have the directions. Making babies is easy all I need is an errection. My so call friends think they are better than me. Thinking because they bought beer they birthed me. So I got water and stayed in the social environment. I exist besides you not because of you. Money was at the root of my problems and so I was depressed. My friend came up to me and wanted to know why I was so depressed. It wasn’t something I could explain or something I wanted to talk about. She left it at that and went out to buy some beer. When she returned, she asked me if I wanted to squeeze her boobs and I replied in the affirmative. Then we drank beer and listened to some music. It was a clean job, I was good as new and all it took was just boobs, beer and piano. She’s a phenomenal girl.

Malo and the maiden

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Malo and the moon maiden

There is nothing better than a show at the Cirk. Janice Honeyman, panto, Beauty and the Beast – even better! I was excited for this show and it didn’t disappoint. It was grand, daring, dangerous and bold. From the moment you walked in, there was a circusy feeling. The mood was light, zany and fun. This was enforced through the colorful, upbeat and clown music. The set evoked the feeling of the circus with red and white curtains on either side and on top. Right in the middle was a painting of the performers performing in the circus. It’s a colorful atmosphere as exhibited with red noses and the eccentric costumes.

Nothing better than a show at the Cirk. The aerialists and acrobats are simply unbelievable! Devilishly dangerous, your heart is always in your mouth but you can’t look away because it’s breath-takingly beautiful. It’s jaw-dropping stuff, so graceful and done with a contagious smile that radiates. The acrobats were spinning in the air like tops, never got dizzy too, except for the evil ringmaster, he got dizzy and fell to his death. I have beef with the evil ringmaster, started off when he threatened to send my favorite character (the donkey) to the knackers for glue. After that I figured, he is not a pleasant fellow. The sound of his whip reverberates in the auditorium, it is menacing, threatening and a slaves worst nightmare. I love that the strongest man in the world was lifting weights over a 100000 kg, the audience were rooting for him to bend open the bars of the cage that Melodia Luna was trapped in and he did it, he saved the day! Everyone in the theater cheered.

Hoops, silks and ropes, the acrobats were swinging and flying all over the room. The best bodies in the world, with muscles in the right areas, defined, athletic and just olympic. It’s amazing how elastic and flexible they are – they do it in the air. God’s glory, mastery, hard word, dedication, for that moment, you slayed it! On the ground, there’s vocalists and dancers performing simultaneously. The vocalists have range and personality, they command your attention, they are the show! The show was interactive, as the audience, we got to do the Mexican wave led by the performers on the stage. They also asked questions and asked us to play and participate along. Perfect day at the theatre.

Directed by: Janice Honeyman
Original score: Wessel Odendaal
Set & lighting design: Wilhelm Disbergen

Starring Daniel Buckland as Malo, Claudia Moruzzi as Melodia Luna and Yahto Kraft as the evil ringmaster.

Congratulations Janice Honeyman and the whole team for a great show and a deserved standing ovation.

Lover of girls

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Lover of girls

Mesmerized by the female anatomy, my view of life changed when I saw her naked for the first time, fellas think I am whipped and acting without autonomy, banished from the world like a criminal for his crimes. But all that talking is benign, I love girls and they are all mine. Maybe I am whipped but that’s a sign, I could never commit to what happens after nine. I am crazy for girls and pussy is my asylum. I don’t discriminate against hot mums, instead I make them cum, hither to the great man, lick until the whole body go numb. I am a lover of girls, the fellas can take a hike. I prefer to be with a lady who can ride me like a bike, grinding and swirling all around my spike. I am a lover of girls, flip the switch with my tongue to turn off her lights. Nibble at her breasts to savior the moment cause they such a sight. I love girls, they are soft, smooth and have bosoms. The pussy is the best part and it’s at the bottom. While balls are a running gag cause they just dangling, hanging like a piñata. Swing on the balls and the man tumbles on the floor like a piñata. Balls are ridiculous, I have them, God was too conspicuous. Subtle is powerful, that’s why pussy is delicious. I am a lover of girls, even the ones with a strap-on and who wanna sit on my face. I can be submissive, you can be on my case. Dominance is your game and a strap on helps you save face. I am a lover of girls, they are life but they started as a hobby, interested in all types of bodies, make her moan and cry like a toddler who’s sobby. Girls are my profession, I’ve been addicted ever since, that’s my confession, they help me reduce stress and lower the tension, I could never do without them, they are my pension. I am a lover of girls, can’t do without them like an addict with a pipe, love screwing with them because of my pipe, make them wet and dripping with lust like a waterfall without the pipe. Line after line, I keep snorting cause they give me a high, intoxicated by their feminine aura, would take a poor girl even though she’s not Oprah. Round them up in my ark like Noah. I am a lover of girls, hypnotized by the sway of her moving body, everything changed when I saw her naked body, the homies lost their significance, I  stopped chilling with them cause they are insignificant, she’s the girl who made me lose my innocence, now I am a lover of girls who can never regain his innocence.

Bee Gees show

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Bee Gees show

Joburg Theatre, the Bee Gees show, we came in a bit earlier, thought the show was at 7:30 pm. Oh well, being early never hurt anybody, relax, it’s chilly, it’s cold, let’s get some hot chocolate, the show starts at 8:00 pm.

We watched people enter, excitement, a turn out, while we were waiting for the show, “Across 110th street” is playing on the speaker, priming people for the experience. It was a fantastic show as expected. Showtime Australia the culprits, fingerprints all over. Incredible performers, they were totally in sync with us, the audience, even gave us 3 bonuses after we demanded for more, but that’s expected, how can you stop the show after “Staying Alive” – highly improbable. They also performed “You should be dancing”, “Tragedy, “Jive Talking”, Nights on Broadway”, “Night Fever”, “More than a woman”, “Spicks and Specks”, “Words”, “Massachusetts”, “Don’t forget to Remember” and other hits and classics.

Zac Coombs, Andre Behnke and Warren Vernon-Discoll are the incredible vocalists. I saw Prince on keyboards, the talented Dale Ray. The Electric guitarist was on super God mode, outstanding as usual. The drums, guitars, piano, keyboard, singing, everything was executed to great fanfare and engagement with the fans. Everyone delivered. Amazing show that encapsulates the spirit of the 60’s and 70’s, like a time capsule. Congratulations Showtime Australia and the whole team for a great show and a deserved standing ovation.

1K views

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1K views

The thousand views are a like a million. Sure it’s not a million but all I gotta do is add 3 more zeros, I already have 3. It has been a long ride, first you make your choices and then they make you – I am ANTAKALIPA, I am alive. There’s only so much you can say to someone who has never had sex before, I don’t think words alone are sufficient to explain that you are about to get fucked! You can’t explain getting fucked, it’s an experience and experience is not enough because it’s different every time. Getting my first thousand views feels like I broke my duck, like I am not a virgin anymore and with the realization that I can have and fuck as many bitches as I like and the experience will be optimal. I don’t mean bitch in a derogatory manner, I am being colloquial and using slang in attempts to be youthful, nah screw you, I mean bitches in whatever view! Getting my first thousand views validates me and the work I’ve done. My thousand views are proof of my existence. Sure it’s not a million views, it’s not enough, I have to do more, I need to empower creatives, I need to produce and create shows, I need to make millions, I have to serve millions of people around the world, I need to dominate content. I know, I am cognizant and I will achieve all that, it’s my destiny. But for now, I am living in the moment, enjoying my moment, celebrating – I did it my own way. My thousand views feel like a million, manipulated by algorithms and controlled by a surge of dopamine, I am happy with my servitude for at least it appeals to my ego and reflects what I am, I get reassurances of my significance and its like I matter, the thousand views say I exist so I am inclined to believe that. My thousand views feel like Adam & Eve post biting from the tree of life cause now I can eat from anything tree I like and plant for the coming generation, we can mutate and create different offsprings. My 1K views feel like I have no ceilings or demarcations like I am not a virgin anymore. I am ANTAKALIPA and Iove to create, my thousand views gave me more confidence.

Underdog

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Underdog

I am the underdog, the day I cease being one is the day we will all win. I am constantly battling bad guys and demons but I always come up on top. Cause they always think they have my number until I switch networks and go crazy. I am a crazy motherfucker, I am from the hood. I don’t care about looking good, I’ll crush you like teeth coming together on food. I am the underdog, the day I bring down Goliath is the day we’ll reign. Impressive propaganda, but it’s all in the mind and on my way. The hero’s journey concludes today with the underdog the hero of this play. I’ve beaten everyone who we were the same, my heroes next because this is a game. Underdog with a tendency to stand with my dawgs, if we stand together than we are united my dawgs, winning and slicing the pie with all of my dawgs, if we all eating then all is good my dawg. Underdog with the tendency to cause an upset, leave you cheering for the bad guy cause your hero left you upset. Underdog, after I win this battle then the game is gonna need a reset. I crash reality like a program that needs a reset. Time closing in on you it’s a sunset. Underdog until we are in the ring face to face, and I smash your face in resulting in the judge throwing your case. Cause you were complicit, now you claiming to have stood idle like a vase. Underdog until my hands are raised high and your back on the floor. Underground until I raise hell and leave things in tatters like before. Underdog until I shake up reality to the core. Underdog until I am no longer one any more.