Day 6: A song that makes you want to dance.
When I was sixteen or so, my mother insisted that ballroom dancing was a mandatory part of my upbringing. So I had lessons. I wasn’t very good at it, I didn’t really enjoy it, and despite having a certificate showing that I somehow passed the final test, I cannot recall ever having used those skills again. (Five years later, when my brother was sixteen or so, she had clearly forgotten all about raising him well.)
Once, Anneke van Giersbergen claimed she saw me dancing. But with her being on stage rocking out and me being at the back of the audience, it must have been a trick of the light. Because I might have moved, but it surely could not have been dancing.
Because I don’t dance. When music captures me, I cannot help but let my limbs flay, throw in some air guitar or drums, and go like whatever. But that, that I would not call dancing. That would be a great injustice to those who can.
So, how does “I Don’t Feel Like Dancin’” figure into all of this? Well, I love this song to bits — I have my brother to blame for that — and it sometimes makes me feel like flaying my limbs around.