How do you dance?

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Dance suggestions for everyone:

Pick out a beginner's aerobics videotape or DVD. Maybe even a step-aerobics one. You start without using the step(s) and then gradually work your way up, increasing the height.

Of course it's good for fitness. And you teach your body to do certain moves in coordination with other body parts.

It will increase endurance too. You will be able to dance more often, for a longer period of time without getting winded, or pulling some muscle that you didn't even know you had.

I got a Jane Fonda one a long time ago that came with the steps. It's really good. And yeah, at first I was a clumsy oaf. And I had to start with just doing the leg movements, because I couldn't do anything with my arms, they just kind of flailed around.

But after time, the legs were coordinated and were trained to follow the movements and I could add in my arms, and later wrist and ankle weights, and increased the stair height.

Darned good exercise that you can do in your own home, whenever you want.

Once you have built up some good coordination and strength and endurance, you can start browsing for the music/dance aerobics. Like Salsa or Hip Hop. Or head into the martial arts, like Kick boxing or Tae bo.

All those different things train your body to move in a certain manner. just like dance. You'll be able to use all the moves and switch between them randomly while dancing. Uh, well, maybe it's not a good idea to deliver a chest-crushing kick to your dance partner.

Otherwise, you can have a lot of fun, and get in really shape. Some guy said I was a really good dancer when I was into the aerobics. I didn't tell him all I was doing was variations of my exercise tape. Let him think I'm a good dancer. Hah!

I don't understand dancing at all. I don't see the point in moving your body to music... and what I understand even less is that some people make such a big deal out of it.

In times when I have tried to dance, it usually doesn't go well.. I think I am into the music and moving accordingly... but not to other people. I have a sense of rhthym and can feel a beat, but my interpretation of the rhythm is not appreciated by anyone.

The best I can hope for is to look silly and emphasize my ackwardness for humor.

But some people get upset at this, since you are mocking and trivializing their "sacred" dancing...

I found participating in the campus social dance club to be helpful. Tango happens to be my favorite (East Coast Swing is just too fast for me to keep pace, and the Cha-Cha just leaves me feeling off-balance).

Now, that's if there's music with a tango beat. If we're talking "normal" music, as in hip-hop, pop, rock, etc, I can't dance. I've tried the standard "shift weight from one foot to the other, side to side" thing, but I'm always too clunky in my movements.

There have been attempts by a couple girls at night clubs and school dances to try and get me to freak dance. I wouldn't particularly mind that, except I would 1) prefer to know the girl's name, and 2) have an actual relationship going before I get my probe that close to her receptacle.

Actually, I want to know the opinion of a few girls regarding this form of dancing. Is it really that much fun to have fake sex in front of everybody? Do girls just enjoy being treated like property in front of others, and if so, why, precisely did we have women's suffrage in the first place?

I'm too old to have done that kind, but I've seen it on TV. I think what it has to do with is more fantasy. One can be a slut (guy or gal) without actually having sex. There is no safer sex than not actually having sex. But that's as close as it will get in public for a lot of people.

That brings up a lot more fantasy, like doing it in public. Being an exhibitionist or voyeur. And simple comparisons to see who is doing what. Testing out each other, to see if you have compatible moves.

I remember (back in the Stone Age) dancing with one guy in particular. His moves were so different than anyone else's moves that I have ever danced with, that I was sort of hypnotized. Or enchanted. It was still with the beat, but was very different. Maybe like a cobra, moving, rather than a hard stomp stomp kind of dance. It was really cool.

As cool as it was, though, and as attractive as he was, I couldn't picture ever having sex with him. His moves. It would take ages for me to learn to move like that.

That is a good way to find out if you are compatible. The dancing. And sexually compatible with the kind of dancing you mentioned. I would guess it would also release a whole lot of sexual tension.

Dances, like barn dances my mum used to mention from her teens, it was a social event, to allow people to meet and to get close and to talk.
http://www.greatcanadianbarndance.com/events.htm
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Back in the days when the settlements here were still young, weekend nights were barn dance nights - a time to get together with friends, hear some lively music and kick up your heels. Young men came to meet young women. Whole families came with all the kids. Even grandma and grandpa were there - dancing, swapping stories enjoying the music and having fun.
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You get to decide if it's right for you. Whatever kind of dancing. I can say I would rather have had a spouse or boyfriend who "danced" like that and didn't cheat on me, than the other way around. It might diffuse some of the relationship tensions. Or maybe make them worse. What do I know?

It takes either practice or alcohol to make one dance well.

I've been dancing since I could barely walk so I guess that helped a bit. It's always fun to take dance classes if you can find one you like. When it comes to dancing in clubs, just copy off of what the people around you are doing until it gets easier. And remember, they're all drunk, so nobody will notice or remember if you embarass yourself.

Nah. It was in my genes. I never danced
until my senior prom, and was doing better
than anyone there.



I'd suggest picking one person who is doing something
pleasing. Most of the dolts at those places seem to have
no clue whatsoever.

I suppose the lack of desire is more due to the fact I would be ridiculed either for being the only sober guy at the night club, or the only sober guy who couldn't dance and couldn't find a chick.

That's another thing I don't understand: social drinking just to get wasted. I hate the taste of alcohol, except for a fine wine, and I don't get drunk until after the hangover starts.

Holy crap that's brilliant! I'm a bassist so it's easy for me to pick out basslines, or make them up in my head to any beat.

In the end, I prefer the slam pit. I used to work sporadically as a pit boss, in fact, and have a broken nose to show for it (had to get it fixed surgically). Nothing's more exhilirating than going ape-sh*t in the thick of a skinhead crew plowing down everyone in sight, getting hurled to the floor, slammed against the wall or the edge of the stage, getting clocked in the jaw, taking part in a "pigpile" or having half the pit collapse where thirty people stumble on top of each other.

Only sucky part: guy/girl ratio is very badly screwed, and "grinding" or anything like that is very, very, very bad form in the pit. Don't touch the girls unless it's as you would a guy (slam, push, shove, assist to feet, rescue from pigpile, etc.).

HAHA--- me too!

rock

http://www.seeklyrics.com/lyrics/Leo-Sa ... asses.html

Leo Sayer - Long Tall Glasses Lyrics


I was travellin' down the road
Feelin' hungry and cold
I saw a sign sayin'
Food and drinks for everyone
So naturally I thought
I would take me a look inside
I saw so much food
There was water coming from my eyes

Yeah, there was ham and there was turkey
There was caviar
And long tall glasses
With wine up to y'are
And somebody grabbed me
Threw me out of my chair
Said "before you can eat
You gotta dance like fred astaire"
You know I can't dance
you know I can't dance
You know I can't dance
you know I can't dance
I can't dance

I am a man of the road
A hobo by name
I don't seek entertainment
Just poultry and game
But if it's all the same to you
Then yes, I will try my hand
If you were hungry as me
Then I'm sure you will understand

Hmmmmmm, now wait a minute
Of course I can dance
Of course I can dance
I'm sure I can dance
I'm sure I can dance
I can dance
I can dance
I really hit the floor
Ah, it feels good
Look at me dancing

I did a two-step, quick-step and a bossanova
A little victor sylvester and a rudy valentino
You should have seen me moving
Right across the floor
Hand me down my tuxedo
Next week I'm coming back for more

I can dance
Oh yes, I can dance
Look at me dance on the floor movin'
I feel good
I can dance
I can dance
I can dance
I can dance
I can dance
I can dance

When a man is running from his boss
Who hold a gun that fires "cost"
And people die from being old
Or left alone because they're cold
And bombs are dropped on fighting cats
And children's dreams are run with rats
If you complain you disappear
Just like the lesbians and queers
No one can love without the grace
Of some unseen and distant face
And you get beaten up by blacks
Who though they worked still got the sack
And when your soul tells you to hide
Your very right to die's denied
And in the battle on the streets
You fight computers and receipts
And when a man is trying to change
It only causes further pain
You realize that all along
Something in us going wrong...

You stop dancing.

That's depressing

I tend to be.

Well, don't do that.

*I* am the depressed person.

Wait...

There are ton of depressed people here.

Start talking to that girl again, that cheers me up.