Me? I can pretty much tear up a dance floor. Just ask my wife. I usually start with the water sprinkler, then the pull start lawn mower, maybe pick some cherries and finish off by reeling in my wife with the fishing pole. Those moves just never get old.
Turns out some people take dancing very seriously, like it’s their JOB. I can only imagine that turning a dime as a fully clothed dancer can be a frustrating career path. Low and behold, people are making it happen. Twenty-or-so of them from Capitol Movement Dance Company took the long trip out here to Camp Lemonnier, Djibouti to put on a show for the troops. I went, not because I’m into dancing, but I feel compelled to report on it in this forum, and also to show support to them for going this far out of their way for us.
In my younger, more immature days, I confess I probably would have been a hater. Bashing dancers for such a silly career. I’m much wiser now so have a couple more mature observations to share.
- Those cats can change their clothes like Superman. After each skit they would duck into a tent and in less than a minute be back out in a totally new getup.
- The physical requirements to be a good dancer are probably obvious to most, no doubt they could probably roast most of the warriors out here in any physical competition, with the exception of straight up duking it out. BUT, what people like me probably don’t catch is how sharp their minds are to remember an hour worth of dance moves, all choreographed and performed in unison.
In closing, I’m not a hater. Kudos out to those young men and women for the hard work they did to get where they are as professional dancers, and for coming all the way out here. The show itself, not really my bag, but I’m pretty sure my Aunt Nettie would be talking about it for days if she saw it, so it was probably pretty good. Thanks again, MWR!