I hadn’t seen that photo before… absolutely phenomenal. Definitely a Dance Genius!!
~A
I hadn’t seen that photo before… absolutely phenomenal. Definitely a Dance Genius!!
~A
Hee hee.
Well, who knows? I haven’t met the kid yet. It likes to BE the Wind that Shakes the Barley, so to speak.



Can you give me some tips on exactly how much bear tranquiliser to use? ![]()
pthouron, thanks for the lyrics from one of my all-time favorites!
And Jessie, thsnks for that great “photo”! I still have the ultrasound “pic” of my granddaughter hanging on my computer/music room wall. ![]()
~Larry
Let’s see if this image-posting thing works:
Bill Irwin, genius clown/actor/playwright/dancer.
Michael Moschen, genius juggler/choreographer.
Both these guys have won MacArthur “Genius Grants”, so I guess it’s official . . .
And of course:
My wife, genius bellydancer/biologist/just about everything.


Rene Descartes
Larry, how old is that picture of you? You look too young to have a grandchild!
Herbivore, cute wife! There must be something to that vegetarian thing.
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See what all those veggies can do?
Thanks, I think she’s quite a cutie, too. But since it took me five attempts to get the photos to actually appear in the message (thus the four edits seen above), it’s clear that I shall not be posting my pic on this thread. No genius here. Ah well; I’ll just bask in my wife’s.
Thanks for the compliment, Jessie!
That picture was taken 3 years, and 70 pounds ago, and my three grandchildren are compliments of my stepchildren.
~Larry
Wow! Lot’s of great choices. Martha Graham, Shane McGowan, Herb’s wife, Jessie’s baby. Even Sinead, though she’s no Dolores O’Riordan in the vocal department. She is beautiful, Larry (even from the hetero perspective).
I have one more:

The original Chuck D.
Chuckie D IN DA HOUSE!
Daniel Dennett wrote in “Darwin’s Dangerous Idea” that our man Charles had “the single best idea” anyone’s ever had, once one takes into account the syntheses his idea accomplished, the fields it encompassed, and the implications it has.
My wife’s better looking, though.
No argument from me there!.. ![]()
I think an honest person who is does not believe in natural selection would still have to recognize the genius in the concept.
Mine are pictures of pretty geniuses.![]()

Liszt
My was he lovely!

Tennyson

So who’s the genius above: Bela, Victor, FutureMan, or the fella on sax (name escapes me)?
Or is it a collective genius?

I was not going to contribute to this thread but sometimes a name keeps presenting itself.
This week will see the 30th anniversary of the death of Pablo Casals.
I remember the news of his death well, I remember watching the inevitable documentaries and filmed performances that followed his death on tv. I was intrigued by the man and his music. I sought out his music, listened, there were lps that were left along the road sometime, as relics of a life I left behind me. I didn’t listen to Casals for a long time.
Very recently the name suddenly cropped up, Bloomfield in conversation mentioned him some two months ago, Dale on this board last week mentioned his recordings of Bach solo sonates for Cello among his favourite listening material.
Some weeks ago one of the big sad events life can throw at us presented itself to me and one Friday morning in September I found myself cycling around Rotterdam to find a music shop that stocked a CD of Casals’ 1930s recordings of the Bach suites in order to use two of the Sarabandes, fro mthe fourth and sixth suite, as part of a funeral ceremony to take place the next day. What music could sum up better the emotions of the occasion, the intense sadness but can also offer redemption, hope for the future at the same time.
This morning I drove into Ennis listening not to Clare FM but to the national classical music station. I ended up sitting in a supermarket carpark on the outskirts of town overwhelmed by the emotions and intense sadness of Casals playing the Sarabande from the fifth suite in Cminor.
Here’s a real musical genius.

I think there were two times in my life when an encounter with music changed not only what I think and feel, but who I am. The first was Casal’s playing Bach’s cello sonatas (and perhaps Bach generally), and the second was Irish Trad.
