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“Dance like no one’s watching—because they’re probably not.”

Have you ever come across a particular musician, band, song, whatever, that—from the very first note you hear—fits you perfectly, like that hoodie from high school that has fraying cuffs and holes in the armpits but still holds pride of place on your closet shelf because no other article of clothing could ever come close to its comfort; that fills a small hole in your heart you didn’t even know was there; that makes you yell “HOW DID I NOT KNOW ABOUT [blank] BEFORE” so loud you scare the other person in the room, that kindly soul who introduced you to your newfound musical love?

Yeah. Meet Tanya Davis from Halifax. She’s amazing.

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You should watch this

…Because it’s the coolest two minutes you’ll spend today (and the Mission-Impossible-y soundtrack is hilarious). I love things like this; installation art, performance piece, and sociological experiment rolled into one. I’d totally do something like this, someday, but I know I wouldn’t be able to hold a straight face. Hee.

Found via Dave Kellett’s excellent webcomic, Sheldon.

More London updates soon!

Oh, and also:

There’s a reason – many reasons, actually – I love (love, love, love) Tomato Nation. See it? Over there in the Blogroll? Yeah. One of those reasons is the fact that Sars does things like this, and the fact that her readers have come together to kick some major donation-booty for a great cause. The TN Fall Contest 2007 is still going on – although the requisite amount to get Sars to don a tomato costume and dance around Rockefeller Plaza has already been raised; I can’t wait for the resulting video – and if you’ve got ten bucks to spare, there are some kids who could really use some pencils and books of poetry and after-school science clubs. Go donate. Then go read some Tomato Nation, because writing on the Internet doesn’t get much better than this.