I actually saw something like this once at a dance performance, although I don’t know if it was this or another dance with brooms. I certainly didn’t know there was an official “Witches Dance”- that’s awesome!
Hahaha oh goodness! It’s been years since I danced and I’m terribly camera shy I suppose I could lend an extra hand with video editing/music if needed?
Alternatively, if we ever have a live meetup I think this would be an excellent group activity to do together!
I feel like my life has been improved now that I know about the Nutbush- this is amazing
I’m not sure if it’s the kicking feet or the guy in the epic cowboy hat (probably both) but I’m having flashbacks to doing Cottoneye Joy- which I guess was our curriculum-included version of the Nutbush
Maybe I’m biased (and I am- in true teenager style, I pretty much automatically hated anything they forced us to do in school ) I think the Nutbush looks like more fun
I’ll never crawl again I’ll never fall again Until I’m free
Here I stand in this room Caged and trapped inside Seems I’m damned to live a lie Unaware of what’s outside Should I care For what’s left me behind
And I stare at lights that makes me blind Internally there’s nothing left for me to be I’m here alone and isolated
Have no choice but be isolated Struggling, left alone, apart Pushed aside, made segregated Struggling, left alone, apart See I have no choice but be isolated Threatened, forced to extract the heart Pushed aside, made segregated Have no choice but be
The monsters make me hide Perhaps I’ll eat myself alive Internally, what is there left for me to be
I can’t care for what’s left me behind And stare at lights that makes me blind These broken walls trap me inside I’m isolated
Listening to that song again, reminded me of one of my favourite parts from Anne Rice’s Interview with the Vampire, with the best bits in bold:
“No. I must make contact with the age,” he said to me calmly. “And I can do this through you… not to learn things from you which I can see in a moment in an art gallery or read in an hour in the thickest books… you are the spirit, you are the heart,” he persisted.
“No, no.” I threw up my hands. I was on the point of a bitter, hysterical laughter. “Don’t you see? I’m not the spirit of any age. I’m at odds with everything and always have been! I have never belonged anywhere with anyone at any time!” It was too painful, too perfectly true.
But his face only brightened with an irresistible smile. He seemed on the verge of laughing at me, and then his shoulders began to move with this laughter. “But Louis,” he said softly. “This is the very spirit of your age. Don’t you see that? Everyone else feels as you feel. Your fall from grace and faith has been the fall of a century.”
I was so stunned by this, that for a long time I sat there staring into the fire. It had all but consumed the wood and was a wasteland of smoldering ash, a gray and red landscape that would have collapsed at the touch of the poker. Yet it was very warm, and still gave off powerful light. I saw my life in complete perspective.
That’s crazy! When I was living in Asia it cost basically nothing to mail things from Japan or Korea to the US. In Thailand I sent boxes of stuff home to keep my backpack light. But the other way around? Sending a package out of North America or Europe these days costs an actual fortune! It’s baffling to me
Wow, the waltz is fancy! Nah, I don’t think so- if we did, I must have been “sick” that day too lol.
Honestly, I think the macarena and cottoneye joe were already too advanced for my grade as a collective whole
#dancegoals right here- this is awesome!
Yay! It would be fun, but I also agree with @CelestiaMoon- the logistics of planning and getting everyone to one location would be quite the process
It’s going on the back burner- but I’m sure some day, some way we could make it happen!
Pretty! May I ask what type of dancing you do, Stavroula? I knew a troupe that did a style of dance they called “Egyptian belly dance” and they used canes somewhat like these ones. They always looked so cool when dancing!
Dancing with props is fun- I bet using a broom is a particularly fun dance prop!