Of course, amongst the festivities at the weekend there was inevitably the need to dance at least a couple of dances. Such is the rule.
And so it was that I found myself on the dancefloor, dancing first to S-Club 7's "Reach for the Stars", and then to "The Macarena". After which, Chris expressed his surprise at my knowledge of such a thing.
Here's the thing: of course I know the Macarena. More to the point, however, I admit to no shame in dancing it. See, normally at the disco I face the conundrum of what to do with my hands. I have never found a suitable answer to this. (And, in all honesty, it's even a problem in the rest of life. Fortunately, when simply standing there is the option of clasping them behind the back in an at-ease posture... but this doesn't work when dancing.)
Anyway, when the dancing is of the disco breed, this has been known to lead to a certain amount of confused and undignified flailing about. The overall effect can best be described as disco of the Thunderbirds school, and that is not a good thing.
And so, I feel that all discos should really be limited to only playing tracks like "The Macarena", "Saturday Night", "Reach for the Stars", "Timewarp", or anything by Steps. Either that, or they should just go for the "Thunderbirds March" for best comic effect.
3 comments:
I love doing the Time Warp!
Will Smith has the answer.
You refer, I assume, to "Hitch"?
In which case I must point out that Hitch suffers from the flaw of "Hollywood Logic", which bears little to no resemblance to the real world. In this instance, the problem is that most music used for dancing purposes is far more energetic than the film pre-supposes, and so requires more movement than it advocates.
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