Being able to dance is a wonderful. Being able to dance skillfully and gracefully is truly a gift.
For one whose dreams alone allow me to dance, I confess that I am rhythmically impaired. Two steps and I am lost.
But that does not take away the joy of dancing, of watching dancing. The best dance ever done took place on New Year’s Eve, 1979.
Our
daughter was about 4 ½ and our son “Johnny” had just turned one. We
always threw a ‘big’ party with our small children on that day. We let
them stay up until almost 10 PM and eat all manner of party foods.
We
put on our favorite music albums and artists, cranked the music up loud,
and we danced. We danced all over the house.
It was the Fleetwood Mac album when the real dance began. On stage, it is a little jagged, and I'd stop at about 2 or 3 min.
Fleetwood Mac in 1979, YouTube
On stage, it is a little jagged, and I'd stop at about 2 or 3 min.
While
still not too steady on his feet and clothed in a simple diaper, Johnny
was stunned by “Tusk”. He held onto the coffee table, and he danced.
And boy, did he dance! Perfect rhythm, into the music, shaking his head, singing as only a toddler can!
When
the sorta-free form drum solo kicked in, he stopped and waited for it
to be over. Then the music started again. And Johnny broke into dance
I have never looked at dancing the same. And I still get all happy when the Tusk album and Fleetwood Mac** are filling the air, with the drummer being the best part of the song. Drummers like Ginger Baker, John Bonham, Charlie Watts, Keith Moon....they set a standard that is a challenge to new drummers.
Drummer here is Fleetwood Mac, himself. This is a bit odd,
just wanted you to hear some of his skills.
