First Saturday @ Brooklyn Museum
Sooo I went for it. I'd been told about it before but I was kind of apprehensive. Me? Go somewhere...SOCIAL!? It was difficult enough to go to Dances of Vice the first time! Now I love going but that first time, well I'm so ludicrously antisocial that to me it's like dunking me head in water while shove a finger in an electric outlet, except sociability won't (hopefully) kill me.
It was nice, though. People dancing Salsa crowded the entrance area, since the usual place to dance (a room with a large glass floor and vaulted ceiling) was under renovation. It was PACKED though, to the rafters. Not just adults, either. Children, like ones the age of my children, were there dancing, walking, staying up far later than is healthy for a young child.
The atmosphere was nice, even though I didn't dance, I didn't drink, or sing at karaoke. It was amusing to watch, and everyone looked like they had a good time. I walked around, looking at the pieces and thinking to myself, which never becomes a good thing in the long run since I become apprehensive, cynical and depressed to the point I can't even deal with my own thoughts. It was really an incredible thing though, and I hear that Michael Arnella and his Dreamland Orchestra had gone to play in October a few weeks before the first Dances of Vice I went to.
It was like...like the classiest club you could ever attend. Then, they stuck all of Brooklyn's Saturday night bar and club crowd into a space and said "Here! Now, DANCE!". Fun was had by all and I intend to go back next month, if for no other reason than to get out of the house. So long, of course, that it doesn't interfere with anything else, like Dances of Vice. Hopefully they'll have another swing night, and I can learn some steps, which is always a good thing.
Now, off to schoolwork!
It was nice, though. People dancing Salsa crowded the entrance area, since the usual place to dance (a room with a large glass floor and vaulted ceiling) was under renovation. It was PACKED though, to the rafters. Not just adults, either. Children, like ones the age of my children, were there dancing, walking, staying up far later than is healthy for a young child.
The atmosphere was nice, even though I didn't dance, I didn't drink, or sing at karaoke. It was amusing to watch, and everyone looked like they had a good time. I walked around, looking at the pieces and thinking to myself, which never becomes a good thing in the long run since I become apprehensive, cynical and depressed to the point I can't even deal with my own thoughts. It was really an incredible thing though, and I hear that Michael Arnella and his Dreamland Orchestra had gone to play in October a few weeks before the first Dances of Vice I went to.
It was like...like the classiest club you could ever attend. Then, they stuck all of Brooklyn's Saturday night bar and club crowd into a space and said "Here! Now, DANCE!". Fun was had by all and I intend to go back next month, if for no other reason than to get out of the house. So long, of course, that it doesn't interfere with anything else, like Dances of Vice. Hopefully they'll have another swing night, and I can learn some steps, which is always a good thing.
Now, off to schoolwork!