by Masae Kusada
Not-So Divine Comedy.
In Dante’s Inferno there are nine circles of hell. For me…there’s one and only one. It manifests itself in the form of a Jam Circle. For those of you who are unfamiliar with this ring of misery, wiki will tell you that it’s where “Dancers clear a circle (jam circle or dance circle) and dancers or dance couples take turns showing their best tricks while the remaining dancers cheer the jammers on.” And now that’s all fine and dandy if you have these said tricks in your repertoire but when it takes all your coordination just to remember when to kick knee kick, this circle becomes the shape of nightmares. You want me to do what? Dance while everyone watches? My reaction? Oh heeeeellllll no (insert finger wag and head bob here).
To the dismay of one particular individual (the ring leader of this particular dance experiment) you will find no pics of this circle here.
Instead you’ll see us scare-crowing (yes! As in, follow the yellow brick road). Here’s silly Samantha doing her strong man impression instead of scarecrow.
This week in the partnered charleston class we covered what to do if you miss connecting with your partner and let’s face it, that’s gonna be happening a lot with me so this was a vital lesson.
The rest of the evening was fine, fun even. Don’t mistake that blurry smile for joy though. That smirk is just camouflage for my confusion.
I know I said last time that I would “try” but in the immortal words of my life guru Yoda, “Do or do not. There is no try”.
Despite every fiber of my being screaming “do not!”, I choose to do. Even if it means making a fool of myself, at least it’ll be funny.
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