Music is great because you can put it on the stereo and still do other things. Not so dance, which requires one too many senses for multitasking. I’ve wasted a good chunk of the morning hunting around YouTube for the work of the French choreographer Maurice Béjart, just for fun; I figure I better just post a few before the whole day is a wash.

Here’s a bit of Béjart’s 1966 Webern, Opus V, as danced by Loipa Araujo and Jorge Esquivel at the 1969 International Ballet Competition in Moscow. Unfortunately marred by an announcer who has no idea what he’s talking about—that w in Webern’s name is pronounced like a v, my good man! Maybe I’m biased, but I actually find it pretty romantic.



And now my procrastination is yours.