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feminine archetype via their modern and edgy use of choreography, costume design, and musical interpretation. As offshoots of an American born celebration of an ancient dance, these women capture the essence of a fascination that lies within the juxtaposition of old/new, fierce/feminine, experimental/traditional, familiar/unexpected, that is beautiful and strange. From coin belts to bustle skirts, become inspired by the most sought after teachers and performers leading, defining, and inspiring this growing canvas of tribal artistry. Featuring world renowned Sharon Kihara, Zoe jakes, Moria Chappell, Kami Liddle, Elizabeth Strong, and Fat Chance Bellydance, this DVD offers a glimpse into the creativity and pageantry that insp...  (less)

edition./iThere was now an important drum roll from the orchestra as the master of ceremonies strode onto the stage. “Ladies and gentlemen,” he said, “the Gayety Theatre now has the honour to present, direct from New York, Chicago, and Los Angeles, the remarkable, the unequalled, the unsurpassed interpreter of the terpsichorean art, Montreal’s sweetheart — we ­can’t see enough of her, can we? — ha, ha — the one and only Miss Lili L’Amour.”brbrAgain there was applause as the audience waited to see what surprise Lili had in store for them this time. It was four months since she had last played Montreal and this was her first night back in town. She always came with a new act. What would it be this time? Aficionados knew that her dances always told a little story, of her own concoction. Montreal had adored routines like Slave Girl in the Harem, the Jilted Bride, and Locked into a Chastity Belt. Her stories often dealt with a woman in peril, a woman with a terrible problem that could only be solved by getting slowly undressed. Tonight would be no exception.brbr“I wish she’d do Jungle Goddess again,” Morty whispered to Richard. “The way she fights off the animals is something to see.”brbrAs they waited for Lili’s entrance, the music from Len Howard’s orchestra was slow and sensual. When she finally appeared, she was enveloped in more clothes than her admirers had ever seen. She glided to the centre of the stage in a huge hoop skirt of rose-­coloured silk, a long-­waisted bodice, a flowing scarf to conceal her bosom, and ?êáG®záÿ¾Û€  (less)