Articles by MondoGoGo

Curious Dancer Part 1 – Visions of Ecstasy As she danced on the brightly lit stage he sat at a small table nearby, mesmerized by the way she moved. The way she danced reminded him of smoke, rising slowly, flowing languidly through the air, real and tangible to the eye but elusive to the touch. She moved slowly and…

I come from slightly different stock than most.  I was born in San Fran in the sixties to an 18 yo hippie mom and a 25 yo outlaw biker dad.  I grew up in and around Height-Ashbury, the epicenter of the counterculture movement back then, amongst black light posters and prodigious amounts of pot, while hanging out with other…

I walked into one of my favorite clubs recently and while my eyes were still adjusting to the darkened interior lighting I heard my name called out and as I turned I was surprised to see one of my favorite dancers hanging on the arm of a coworker of mine. This scenario is stranger than it sounds because…