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Chris and I took a class last night in West Coast Swing. Apparently the Californians never stopped doing swing dance when everybody else did, so the dance stuck around, evolved a little, and I guess it still gets danced to current music.
We signed up for a crash course that condenses a 5-week class into about 4 hours. Sounds like fun, right? Well, not many people showed up, so the class was cut short - a 5 week class in 1.5 hours. That's "oh wait, let me show you three more moves before you go home" short. Chris's brain was kinda fried, but we went home and practiced. I think we're ready for the intermediate class tonight!
In West Coast Swing, the leader (Chris) stays basically in one place, while the follower (me) dances all over an imaginary track. I told Chris he would like this dance, since I'll be doing all the work. Well, it seems that his job is the harder one! At one point when we were practicing last night, he just stepped out of the slot entirely and watched me dance back and forth. It was late. He was tired. His brain may have just melted out through his ears.
Anyhow, the reason I'm blogging this is that I just had to share these pictures of west coast swing dancers. I guess the ridiculous outfits are required once you get to some higher level.
We signed up for a crash course that condenses a 5-week class into about 4 hours. Sounds like fun, right? Well, not many people showed up, so the class was cut short - a 5 week class in 1.5 hours. That's "oh wait, let me show you three more moves before you go home" short. Chris's brain was kinda fried, but we went home and practiced. I think we're ready for the intermediate class tonight!
In West Coast Swing, the leader (Chris) stays basically in one place, while the follower (me) dances all over an imaginary track. I told Chris he would like this dance, since I'll be doing all the work. Well, it seems that his job is the harder one! At one point when we were practicing last night, he just stepped out of the slot entirely and watched me dance back and forth. It was late. He was tired. His brain may have just melted out through his ears.
Anyhow, the reason I'm blogging this is that I just had to share these pictures of west coast swing dancers. I guess the ridiculous outfits are required once you get to some higher level.