“Real guhls git down on da flo’, on da flo’…” ~Lil’ Flip
Oh yeah. He was talking about me.
Anybody who knows me knows that it doesn’t take much more than a hot song and some space and I will get my boogie on. I am that Dancing Queen that inspired the song by ABBA. Yes, I do know I was only 3 years-old at the time that song came out, but that doesn’t matter. I LOVE to go out with my friends and dance. It brings me joy.
I live in DC and hang out along the U Street Corridor a lot. In my quest to avoid the clubs and hoodest of the hood events, I end up in a lot of lounges and quirky dance parties that cater to my taste in music. That also seems to be where a lot of my “Cousins” tend to show up as well.
Oh, “Cousins”. Those are “White People”, because we’re all God’s children, but they were just raised a lil’ differently from us…ergo, “cousins”. Thank my mama for that incredible euphemism.
Just in case you didn’t know, RACE MATTERS ON THE DANCE FLOOR.
I can’t watch white folks dance. They are so discombobulated, bless their lil’ rhythmically-challenged hearts. I’m not sure if they’re dancing to the music, the words or a combination of both, but if I happen to be “shakin’ my body down to the ground” ©The Jacksons near on the Cousins, they will throw me completely off. I’ll find myself losing control of my Two-Step and I’ll have to push my internal reset button to keep the party going! I am so sorry dear Cousins, but the majority of ya’ll couldn’t find “The 1 & The 2” on a number line. I feel so bad for you. 
As one of the Children of The Sun whose heart beats with The Drum, I cannot imagine how it is to go through life not being able to catch the beat. ‘Tis sad.
The Cousins, they “dance big” ©Nova. They tend to take up a lot of space on the floor with their spastic antics. Nova and I were observing a white guy and girl in the middle of this grand display of cacophonous cadence at the U Street Music Hall the other night, shakin’ what our respective mamas gave us, and he leaned over and asked me “Why do they feel like they need so much room to dance?”
I answered, “For mistakes.”
As soon as I said that, Bizarro Fred Astaire & Ginger Rogers fell out in the floor, right at our feet.
~pbg
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