As a prelude to responding to this, I re-read the "Evolution of Swing Dancing and Music" by d nice. Each time that I read this, a vivid picture is "painted" in my head. Pictures of dancers and musicians in each of the eras that he wrote about.
He said "Hot Jazz." Man what a picture! Black neighborhoods. White dancers "trying" to learn to dance??? Jitterbug . . . now this is a picture! I grew up with it.
Rock and Roll dancing . . . I did that! I grew up in the 60's, so characterizations are as many as you can "see."
When I think of ballroom dancers, I picture men in black tuxedos, their hair all slicked back and shiney, head high, chin up, and a very stiff straight back, perfect frame. The women are kind of the same. They wear a long gown, the upper portions of their breast ever so slightly heaving, the hair all pulled back in a bun, and they too stand all pompous and erect, and again a perfect frame.
The Latin dancers, ah, *kiss* . . . so sexy, so seductive. Very revealing clothing, with slits in skirts and the men wear shoes with 1 1/2 inch heels (nothing derogatory meant here - I wear them too!), dance movements like making love on the dance floor. Even the names of the dances carry a certain air or ring to them. And it's the music that makes them do this! Ah yes . . . all that's missing is a rose in the lady's mouth!
Swing people . . . bobby socks and saddle shoes, baggy pants, finger snapping while dancing, and a language all their own. The music can be very slow, or to the point of near running to keep up with a partner. My Mom was a swing dancer, so I guess she is the blame for my need to dance. Most swing dancers will dance whether they are just a beginner and cannot dance well - knowing full well that someday they will dance very well!
I truly cannot picture a ballroom dancer dancing right after a few lessons. Of course, this is my pre-conceived notion and my response to SD's question. I cetainly would not go out on the dance floor after only 2 or 3 Waltz lessons . . . only trying to count 1,2,3 or is that heel, toe, toe?
Salsa??? I may go out on the floor after a few lessons . . . after a few tequilas maybe. But then again, those slits in the skirts can also give me the "bravery" :roll: I need to step out there!
OK. Enough. It's your turn!!!!!!!