Today we have been looking at the ending... We did not find it but found instead a penultimate dance routine. We have settled upon a line dance performed backwards. This will have words accompanying it, voices that relate two competing versions of a simple story. The first tells it forwards insisting upon a causal logic linking one episode to the next while the other tells the same story back to front insisting on a consequent logic operating in the opposite direction. The result is two different stories as the connecting tissue that makes the two causal sequences possible must necessarily vary depending upon the direction in which the story is being told. With such a complex set of demands it is fortunate that we have seized upon a very simple story of a beach encounter in Hawaii between a hula mistress and a melancholic Swede named Johan. The story is basically that of the song Agadoo. It is a story so common that we already know it.
I am not sure which has been the more demanding, dancing backwards or constructing this backward/forward tale. I rather think it opens up a new approach for me to engage with narrative, one which has a fatalistic dimension to. I suppose if this were taken to the extreme then it would end up with God or the big bang or some other creation myth as the line... or else the admission, and I don't know why that happened.
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