In High school, me and my boys used to go to house parties, and school dances, and there would be so many girls. The music would be playing and some B.I.G., Puff Daddy, or Lil Kim song would be jamming... everyone would get up and dance and sign along to every single lyric! It was so fun! During the end of the night, the club music would start playing, and all the guys would find a girl, and grind like no other! It was quite provocative at 16 years old, but that's how we were.
Yet at times, the best dancers would get on the floor and do there thing! Everyone would crowd around them in a circle and Just kill it! It was just so entertaining and so much fun!
I always wanted to do that... but I couldn't dance. Then on top of that, both of my best friends were great dancers. Every party they would show off, and I could never compete.
I was very depressed about this for a long time. So, I would sit at home and watch my girls TLC, and try and learn there dances. They were so amazing when they performed together, but whenever a Janet or Michael video came on, I was in AWE! Thriller. Pleasure Principle. Remember the Time. All For You. It was just so intrigued by how they would entertain and express themselves through Dance.
Secretly... I would learn a move here. Learn a move there. Any of my friends know, when I'm really happy, I'm always moving or doing a little dance. When I started going to gay clubs, I would sneak into a corner, and when a Beyonce or Ciara song would come on, I would zone into my own little world and dance like there was no tomorrow! Then at home, I would watch Usher or Omarion and just take on some of there moves, and some how through all these people I would come up with my own style... not having any dance training at all.
I went to my first BALL yesterday (The Latex Ball) with Fuzzy, Omar, L, and his friend Disco. I heard about it from Frank Leon Roberts, and with all the photos he has on his blog, I told myself I would let go of all the stigmas I heard about the Ballroom scene, and check it out for myself. Interesting enough I was intrigued and entertained. While I am not fond of the strong criticism on looks and labels, I was fascinated by the fashion & dancing protrayed by my fellow brothas. Gay men are very creative. I don't know how to "VOGUE", but the dance is so expressive, it seems as if it a release for some. What was really amazing about the night was that JANET JACKSON was there Herself, looking down from the balcony as if she was a Queen looking upon her subjects in approval.
To PERFORM IS TO FULFILL, CARRY OUT, PRESENT, ACT, EXECUTE, OR ACCOMPLISH!
All these qualities can be great personal qualities to have in life. Could dancing make me a better person? Do I have what it takes to achieve this dream of performing? Could I dance to entertain others, and people enjoy it?
Yet at times, the best dancers would get on the floor and do there thing! Everyone would crowd around them in a circle and Just kill it! It was just so entertaining and so much fun!
I always wanted to do that... but I couldn't dance. Then on top of that, both of my best friends were great dancers. Every party they would show off, and I could never compete.
I was very depressed about this for a long time. So, I would sit at home and watch my girls TLC, and try and learn there dances. They were so amazing when they performed together, but whenever a Janet or Michael video came on, I was in AWE! Thriller. Pleasure Principle. Remember the Time. All For You. It was just so intrigued by how they would entertain and express themselves through Dance.
Secretly... I would learn a move here. Learn a move there. Any of my friends know, when I'm really happy, I'm always moving or doing a little dance. When I started going to gay clubs, I would sneak into a corner, and when a Beyonce or Ciara song would come on, I would zone into my own little world and dance like there was no tomorrow! Then at home, I would watch Usher or Omarion and just take on some of there moves, and some how through all these people I would come up with my own style... not having any dance training at all.
I went to my first BALL yesterday (The Latex Ball) with Fuzzy, Omar, L, and his friend Disco. I heard about it from Frank Leon Roberts, and with all the photos he has on his blog, I told myself I would let go of all the stigmas I heard about the Ballroom scene, and check it out for myself. Interesting enough I was intrigued and entertained. While I am not fond of the strong criticism on looks and labels, I was fascinated by the fashion & dancing protrayed by my fellow brothas. Gay men are very creative. I don't know how to "VOGUE", but the dance is so expressive, it seems as if it a release for some. What was really amazing about the night was that JANET JACKSON was there Herself, looking down from the balcony as if she was a Queen looking upon her subjects in approval.
To PERFORM IS TO FULFILL, CARRY OUT, PRESENT, ACT, EXECUTE, OR ACCOMPLISH!
All these qualities can be great personal qualities to have in life. Could dancing make me a better person? Do I have what it takes to achieve this dream of performing? Could I dance to entertain others, and people enjoy it?
[This is me practicing, be gentle, tell me what you think...]
