The viral plague of joy, that is.
This past Friday I heard an interview with Peter Mulvey on NPR. He talked about those wonderful epiphanic moments when you know your alive. That they happen every day. For instance, that day he had one when he saw a flower stuck in the barrel of a town square cannon.
The Super Secret Dance Society reminds us that those moments of joy and awareness can be made by any and all of us. They call themselves a "viral plague of joy." I might say I wish we had such a plague in Pittsburgh, but we probably do, and if not, we should probably just make one. I ran across their web site after checking out an anthology of Amanda Congdon's Rocketboom work.
It makes me want to build dribble sandcastles on the sidewalk. Or at least join the Cacophony Society.
Posted by mastr at August 27, 2006 08:52 AM