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Mar 3rd, 2011 by Steve Des Georges

“Who Walks,” just like the Mounds Bar and Almond Joy, is “indescribably delicious.” Indescribable, because it is difficult to pay proper homage in only a few words to the ArtSpace West dance and theatre performance created by Arthur Sabatini, an associate professor in the New College of Interdisciplinary Arts and Sciences. Delicious, because it emcompasses so many art forms in a single setting.

Mark your calendar for this Saturday (March 5), 7:30 p.m., in ArtSpace West on the second floor of the West campus University Center Building (UCB), and see for yourself.

“Who Walks” is a continuation of Arthur (AJ) Sabatini’s 2008 play, “Certain Explanations: Magical Walking,” which debuted at Second Stage West on ASU’s West campus. The performance takes up the original “Magical Walking” story scripted by Sabatini. This latest offering features dance, music, conversation and video in a tale of a mysterious woman in a cape, who resembles an ancient statue and moves in the thoughts of a man writing at his desk. Crowds appear and walk as if in a memory coming alive. Sabatini’s creation is a multi-media collaboration with Philly-based composer Peter Price, dancer Megan Bridge and Phoenix videographer Robert Kilman.

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MEATY: [Definitions] rich, especially in matter for thought : substantial <actors looking for meaty roles> Full of substance or interest, satisfying: The ballet has stayed the course because of the meaty roles it offers.

I like to say that the interests and experiences I’ve listed in this blog will all come together when I write a novel about an anorexic Polish ballerina who leaves the stage to write a cookbook. But I can begin to give them a good gloss here on Prime Glib.

So why call this blog “PrimeGlib” and why use an image that will surely turn off many who are not carnivores? Because I am an animal that, like other animals, eats other animals and I enjoy the occasional joint. The beef says juicy, raw and sanguine – in both the cheerfully optimistic sense and the bloody – and I have never been anything if not meaty. I therefore let a standing rib roast stand for me.

So I loved seeing Lady Gaga’s skirt steak. It got my attention. Gaga is good – she reveals her pathos and shallowness. People miss the pun: she is full of gags and she makes you gag and she is neither gogo nor gew-gew and certainly not gigi. But I largely agree with Camille Paglia’s grilling of her in the Sunday Times of London. The Lady may be meaty on the outside, but there’s little if any substance inside. She made a good metaphor but doesn’t show us any meaning other than shock value.


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