19.3.11

saturday night dances

i hear most people's first dance memory was composed of an awkward intimate moment dancing with a longstanding crush (at arms length...). or something. at my first dance, with my sister, i watched in open mouth shock as she transformed into a convulsing, twisting, blur of pulsing movement with her friends. it changed my life forever. i had no idea music could do that...

i miss dances. a lot. it was a workout, a release, a cleanse, an excuse to dress up and crazify your makeup and wardrobe, and, to be honest, probably my most favourite activity. ever. what is better than to let music take over and move till you can't breathe and everything's a blur.

kinda sounds like taking drugs. i wouldn't know.

my mother shoulda put me in dance lessons. i would have rocked this world out of existence. instead, i'll have to rock my living room without breaking anything...

thanks maya for this video. reminds me of several people i used to like to dance with, and little of me... and, of course, thom yorke is a dream...

love,
r&y

2 comments:

Hands Full said...

You need to listen to Spirit of the West's "Let the Ass Bray." It's about Thom Yorke.

And, I remember about the time you were surprised that Alice knew who Counting Crows were, and how awesome that was.

akathemom said...

I like to think about all the times Holly was shocked by my knowledge of the world since 1932. Since that's when I was born.
I was going to go to a dance last week. I was SO excited. Don't get a lot of chances to dance. Then Mari got sick. No dance. Sad.