thespina13
New Member
It's been talked about before... dancing IN the music vs dancing TO it. I'm going crazy. I dance not only in the music, but it's in me, and to get wrenched away from it by show-boaty, insensitive dancing is starting to drive me mad! I'm surrounded by dancers who just want to do flashy moves and show off, get me in sexy little dips and thrilling poses. There are one or two dancers I can think of who really feel the music and take me into it with them... I still goof up sometimes which breaks the flow, but it's infinitely more enjoyable than these scads of guys who don't even listen to what's being played, and use it for merely a beat. SOme of them don't even do that. It's a slow salsa. Sloooowwww doooowwwwn. Pause. There's no hurry. Get a little closer. Move your arms, we don't have to be dipping and spinning all over the damn place.
I find myself, each time I go up, more and more hungry for a time I can close my eyes for a little while and feel the music propel my feet, to feel a lead that feels like music in the flesh, not brutish ego, to climb in that ecstasy that comes when you're part of social, musical art. I could even dance the basic for an entire song, if it were full of awareness and expression and enjoyment. Where are you, oh music lovers? Salsa really IS beautiful, if you let it be. Around here, I'm not convinced anyone cares whether it's even cumbia or salsa. It's starting to simply be an excuse to wiggle and send a girl flying.
Promise me, all you incredible salseros, wherever you are, that you'll take me into the music with you someday...
I find myself, each time I go up, more and more hungry for a time I can close my eyes for a little while and feel the music propel my feet, to feel a lead that feels like music in the flesh, not brutish ego, to climb in that ecstasy that comes when you're part of social, musical art. I could even dance the basic for an entire song, if it were full of awareness and expression and enjoyment. Where are you, oh music lovers? Salsa really IS beautiful, if you let it be. Around here, I'm not convinced anyone cares whether it's even cumbia or salsa. It's starting to simply be an excuse to wiggle and send a girl flying.
Promise me, all you incredible salseros, wherever you are, that you'll take me into the music with you someday...