Went to watch Burn the Floor this afternoon, and it was quite a mesmerising experience. The different dances just went on and on, well-synchronised to the music, and you just gawk at the shaking bodies on stage from start to end. I mean, these people can really shake any parts of their body any way they like, move around the stage with confident steps, wind and unwind themselves with their partner with balance, and throw in the occasional acrobatics for kicks...
I miss dancing... not the 'cheonging' kind where people try to sway around to rhythm, but my dance class in PE. We weren't very good at all, often look very silly trying to 'shimmer' our shoulders or hopping around with coordination, but it's all very fun (the sillier the funnier) and a really great activity to mix people. It must be great to know how to dance as an art, to move with balance and poise, look and feel good to have a special chemistry with people you dance with, and most importantly to express exuberant happiness in a physical way.
In contrast, I only read modern literature for a large part of my life, most of which are written by people who only knows how to express the most poignant and profound forlornness and despair.
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cant the same pple express happiness too?
...Because exuberantly happy people don't sit around at their desks writing and rewriting accounts of their happiness...
Well, in the words of my oboist friend, music dance and theatre are all actually quite the same... However, having been in the midst of professional dancers I must say that among the artists they work the hardest. Kudos to them!
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