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Well, it depends on the type of dancing.
If it's dancing, y'know, Really dancing, then funky techno is the most likely to get me up (and the hardest to name one particular tune).
However, I have many, mant different types of dance I have been known to inflict on the unwary.
Some of the worst and most embarassing are;
the Disco Sashay; can be seen to such records as Chic's Good Times or the wonderful Love is You by Carol Williams. Slightly camp and increasingly exaggerated the more I get into it, the disco sashay is probably just as entertaining for those watching as it is for me taking part.
the Hip-Hop strut: can be seen to tunes such The 45 King's The 900 Number or Big Daddy Kane's Aint No Half Stepping. These records and others like them somehow make me roll around the club like I've got a bottle of Kristal in one hand and a blunt in the other, when I've really just got half a warm pint of Guinness.
The Shuffling Mancunian: All purpose 'baggy' dance to be brought out to early 90's records from the North West; can be seen to Step On by the Happy Mondays and most Stone Roses tunes* among others. Currently enjoying a revival to 'There Goes The Fear' by Doves.
*: there is the embarrasing, but apparently unstoppable, 'look at me, mummy, I'm Jesus' crucifixion pose to 'I Am The Ressurection' sub-genre to this.
The Bottle-Kicker: a cross between moshing on the spot and generally looking like a twat, this can be witnessed to Killing In The Name Of by RATM or Jump Around (oddly enough) by the otherwise dire House of Pain.
There are many other types of dance with their own conjuring records, but I fear if I were to list them all we'd be here all day. Generally, it doesn't take much to get me dancing when I'm out seems to be the basic response. |
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