"We do not dance to reach a certain point on the floor, but simply to dance."
"Less-repressed, he would get up & dance. Parisian apache. Last Tango, Last Waltz, anything but the Quadrille. Even Twist in the end, Hokey Cokey & Conga on out. Pelvic-thrust in Reggae rhythm, fucking fully-dressed. Come dancing indeed!"
(excerpt from the legendary unpublished novella)
DANCE CRAZES
can you dance
'the mashed potato'
or are you like
a squashed tomato
I don't do
'the locomotion'
I go by car...
see also
BALLROOM DANCING (for Militant Feminists)
ROBOT TOY BALLET (video)
put on your dancing shoes... "Nor
would he risk any hesitant steps on the dancefloor. He'd look a jerk. A trainee Travolta
in trainers. More
significantly shod, his feet could have made a conscious fashion-statement in a good
brogue, or in D.M.s spoken the vernacular with more confidence. Walk his talk. (prose excerpt - see above, by Davy King) |
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