Last Saturday I had a CHAMP time at Long Beach Gay Pride Day. Went with two hearing friends whom know sign language, Jen and Jeri. We meshed in with the crowd and drifted by the booths lingering...when we had enough of people, Jen found a shady spot and dozed off, Jeri and I climbed up two tall trees and watched the bustling energy take place below us. There were various 'performing' booths where one played Country music, mind you I'm not against it totally I just haven't had someone patient enough to show me their moves really so I can't groove that way yet. Some of it is easy to get along with but the mass groups of people doing the same movements sometimes irritates the heck out of me. I like creating my own style.
Which brings me to my next point, there was another booth there which was the Techno/Hip Hop performing booth where the DJ spun his Cds in a feel-good vibin' way and people were swaying to their own styles on the dance floor. Now THAT I can get down with. Get down with it, I did! I wasn't shy to dance alone, Jen and Jeri insisting they were 'horrible' dancers and sticking to playing cards on the grasslands nearby. I dived right in really, closed my eyes and stood directly in front of one speaker, took off my hearing aid, and once I felt in sync with the beat I ventured out and danced.
I've been to a few Raves before and I feel like after each one I've visited I've picked up a couple new dance moves I liked and integrated into praticing them alone on my kitchen floor so I wouldn't lose it, ya know what they say if you don't use it, ya lose it. Anyhoo my point? I believe it paid off that Saturday night, I made eye contact with a gal and the two of us were dancing in the middle of the floor Rave-style, techno-style and we must've been pretty good because people started clearing a space for us and were watching us. Now I'm not one to normally go for the spotlight, if anything I cringe at it...oh sure I like it amongst my own close friends but in a crowd of total strangers? No way, not my usual bag.
We had several songs where onlookers crowded around us. I was so high on life during those songs, the intermingling of energy being exchanged while dancing, the total work-out of it and releasing all those endorphins pent up inside. Goddess, it was great!
I was really flattered to even experience people gawking at me heehee! I hadn't danced amongst people in a long while. Lots of queer boys came up to me afterwards and some were like "You are so much FUN to watch!" Some took pictures while I was dancing, some asked if they could take a picture after I had danced and was cooling off. That was bit over the top for me! One caught me off guard I was lifting all my hair up to cool off my neck and FLASH there goes a picture. I look up and it's this hard-core butch grinning back at me.(I always attract those types!) I smile sheepishly and just start to make my way to the other side. (I'm a little tired of THAT type) So somewhere in California I'm captured on varied films....not sure how to feel about that! Ah and a couple gals came up asking where I had learned to dance the way I do to asking me for my number.
Flattery flattery flattery! It'll get you anywhere!
Goddess, I miss dancing at clubs. Here in California taking the bus out to a cool one won't get you back home at the time you really wanna go back home. Busses here SUCK, very limited in their hours. I like Colorado at least there I had a friend downtown and could come crash at her place after a long night at a lezzie bar. In DC you always had at least ONE or TWO friends in your crowd that had a car and carpooling was very popular to get out to clubs. In Oregon, I could really walk a couple long blocks to a jivin' joint if I desired. California really needs a major lesson in carpooling, there are too many one person per car driving in the highways so there always seems to be so much traffic. Selfish people.
My body is still sore from that night, my muscles ache all over. It was all so worth it though! Lately, people as a generalization have just made me cringe. Yet when it comes to dancing, I love each and every soul on that floor. It's a place where I don't have to be intimidated to make eye contact with total strangers. I do quite the opposite, when I have someones' gaze interlocked with mine, my eyes are dancing as well with theirs. I love that part, total friendliness established! For once, where you buy your clothes to if you are hearing or deaf doesn't really matter. It's the exchange of sensual energy celebrated in a collective mass of bodies.
Inhibitions, completely shed.
Which brings me to my next point, there was another booth there which was the Techno/Hip Hop performing booth where the DJ spun his Cds in a feel-good vibin' way and people were swaying to their own styles on the dance floor. Now THAT I can get down with. Get down with it, I did! I wasn't shy to dance alone, Jen and Jeri insisting they were 'horrible' dancers and sticking to playing cards on the grasslands nearby. I dived right in really, closed my eyes and stood directly in front of one speaker, took off my hearing aid, and once I felt in sync with the beat I ventured out and danced.
I've been to a few Raves before and I feel like after each one I've visited I've picked up a couple new dance moves I liked and integrated into praticing them alone on my kitchen floor so I wouldn't lose it, ya know what they say if you don't use it, ya lose it. Anyhoo my point? I believe it paid off that Saturday night, I made eye contact with a gal and the two of us were dancing in the middle of the floor Rave-style, techno-style and we must've been pretty good because people started clearing a space for us and were watching us. Now I'm not one to normally go for the spotlight, if anything I cringe at it...oh sure I like it amongst my own close friends but in a crowd of total strangers? No way, not my usual bag.
We had several songs where onlookers crowded around us. I was so high on life during those songs, the intermingling of energy being exchanged while dancing, the total work-out of it and releasing all those endorphins pent up inside. Goddess, it was great!
I was really flattered to even experience people gawking at me heehee! I hadn't danced amongst people in a long while. Lots of queer boys came up to me afterwards and some were like "You are so much FUN to watch!" Some took pictures while I was dancing, some asked if they could take a picture after I had danced and was cooling off. That was bit over the top for me! One caught me off guard I was lifting all my hair up to cool off my neck and FLASH there goes a picture. I look up and it's this hard-core butch grinning back at me.(I always attract those types!) I smile sheepishly and just start to make my way to the other side. (I'm a little tired of THAT type) So somewhere in California I'm captured on varied films....not sure how to feel about that! Ah and a couple gals came up asking where I had learned to dance the way I do to asking me for my number.
Flattery flattery flattery! It'll get you anywhere!
Goddess, I miss dancing at clubs. Here in California taking the bus out to a cool one won't get you back home at the time you really wanna go back home. Busses here SUCK, very limited in their hours. I like Colorado at least there I had a friend downtown and could come crash at her place after a long night at a lezzie bar. In DC you always had at least ONE or TWO friends in your crowd that had a car and carpooling was very popular to get out to clubs. In Oregon, I could really walk a couple long blocks to a jivin' joint if I desired. California really needs a major lesson in carpooling, there are too many one person per car driving in the highways so there always seems to be so much traffic. Selfish people.
My body is still sore from that night, my muscles ache all over. It was all so worth it though! Lately, people as a generalization have just made me cringe. Yet when it comes to dancing, I love each and every soul on that floor. It's a place where I don't have to be intimidated to make eye contact with total strangers. I do quite the opposite, when I have someones' gaze interlocked with mine, my eyes are dancing as well with theirs. I love that part, total friendliness established! For once, where you buy your clothes to if you are hearing or deaf doesn't really matter. It's the exchange of sensual energy celebrated in a collective mass of bodies.
Inhibitions, completely shed.
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