I love dancing but i never want to see what I look like. Just crossing my fingers that I blend in but also look like im having fun.
I do get irritated when I want to dance and im near the front and most other people are just wobbling or being wallflowers. Everything is easier the more people are doing it.
I was once at a rave dancing and a girl came up to me and said I looked like a Jedi Knight. She may have said something else though, because I was really fucking high
Ooh, I fucking dance. I dance hard, I dance soft, I dance silly, I dance sexy (or try), i can move my hips decently. Dancing is so crucial to me. Dancing and music go hand in hand: they both give me life, even dancing to shit I don’t even listen to or care for. I love and need to feel sexy on the dance floor.
i used to dance so hard, big stomps, getting very very low, lots of bouncing, arms going everywhere. it helped having a large enough group to command a dancing area even at packed shows. now my knees are falling apart and i dont dare stomp like i used to. maybe one day after the bionic knee replacements. i do lots of hands and arm dancing and shoulder shimmying while in the car tho
I believe we evolved to dance as a mating display. The fact that music makes us want to dance suggests an ancient origin in music as a mating display. Music and dance became so intertwined that we’ve evolved to respond to it
I can’t help moving if I hear a good tune, it’s as natural as breathing. As for whether I’m any good at dancing, I’ve never been told to stop so in my head I’m awesome at it.
We call dancing “zappeln” in Germany, at least in a club context - (dict cc translates this as fidget or “to trash around” ) I am sure, for me it looks more like a fish pulled out of the water.
I used to be too self-aware alot of times to really get down in the past. Nowadays I dont give a fuck. Went to a rave last week and me and my middleaged balding friends hit the emptt floor directly doing the ultra-cyber-vogue and I heard that some nerd kids filmed and laughed at us. I laugh at them ha ha. 50000 steps a night keeps you young.
Here’s what I tell anyone that claims they’re bad at dancing - and it is something I genuinely believe - there is no such thing as ‘good’ or ‘bad’ dancing.
Instead a better framework is ‘real’ dancing or ‘fake’ dancing, and I think this exists on a spectrum.
If music compels you to move and and you don’t inhibit your self, that is real dancing. And all real dancing, no matter what it looks like aesthetically, is “good” dancing. It is in essence a spirit being free.
Fake dancing is what happens when people get too concerned about how their movement is perceived so they just perform dance moves that they’ve ‘learned’, regardless of whether the music actually compels them or not. Fake dancing might be aesthetically pleasing but it is not a spirit in action.
So don’t ever stop your “terrible” dancing. It is the only way to do it.