I have a confession: I’m a man… and I like to dance.
I’m not talking an appreciative tapping of feet to the bass, or an innocent sway to the rhythm. No, my particular vice forces me down on to the dancefloor where I revel in making an absolute dick of myself. Head shaking, arms flailing, and body shimmy-shimmy-shimmying.
I don’t even particularly care how bad the music is - if it’s Rock music (especially of the live variety) I’ll jump up and down with the best of them; if it’s House music I’ll shake my ass with the enthusiasm of a small dog on speed. And I don’t seem to care where - I’ve danced in bars, nightclubs, loungerooms, kitchens, bedrooms (:p), in my Law school’s pond…
Hell, while I’m in the confessing mood… I’ve even been know to get down and dirty to bit of retro Disco. Can we all say Funky Town?
[sub]And a couple of times, I was even sober :eek:[/sub]
So Dopers, I appeal to you: please tell me this isn’t too strange for a heterosexual (does that count?) man. In my obligatory period of lurking, I’ve seen a lot of you confess to all sorts of vices (I even read the TMI thread - sheesh!). I figure that surely in this lot, there must be people who emphasise with my desire - no, need - to burn baby burn.
There’s nothing like dancing like a daddy longlegs in a frying pan. A lot of my mates refuse to dance - it’s just not the sort of thing a lad should do. But bollocks to that, if I don’t get up on stage at some point during an evening, I feel let down. And it has to be proper titting about, no namby pamby posing.
I think that I was meant to be gay.
And you know what - the disco stuff is the best. I’m 23, but own a fab pair of bright purple flares, which get an outing whenever possible. I even told my girlfriend that my work’s Xmas party last year was a 70s night, so we had to get dressed up. Of course, this was a blatant lie, and she was horrified to find that we were the only ones in 70s gear.
(And to all the other men on this board - if you want to really shine, get your SO to take dance lessons with you. S and I took Latin dance lessons over the summer - lots of holding her close, running your hand up and down her back, smelling her perfume. You’ll both love it.)
Yep, love to dance. From the deathrock/Bauhuas stand-n-mope, to the ‘Peanuts’ characters head-bop brought on by the Violent Femmes, to hands above the ‘fag-line’ (funny name that, don’t know where it comes from, but hands above shoulder height) all-out House/rave boogie, to kickin’ it to 80’s night at the club doing the white-boy shuffle and even getting rough in the pit. Good stuff that.
I just can’t get into C&W line dancing. ooooohhhhhccccrrreeeppy. Robots in Stetsons!
I’d like to learn some Swing dancing, but it isn’t really that big over here. Latin classes abound, but my wife isn’t into taking lessons, soooo…maybe later.
REAL men are secure enough in their masculinity to dance. I shake my booty at every opportunity. Heck, I dance around the house when I’m alone if the music’s hoppin’.
Couldn’t agree more! If a guy just can’t bear to be seen letting it all go (or, as sirjamesp put it “titting about”), one has to wonder what he’s so uptight about.
In fact, some of my male friends and I are not all adverse to grabbing each other on the dancefloor for a bit of friendly bump and grind. It’s all in good fun - we know we’re not gay (and even if that were the case, it would hardly matter), and are certaintly comfortable enough in our masculinity to camp it up. Plus, it’s a fun way to titillate the crowd
Hey, here’s question for female Dopers: have you ever seen a couple of guys dancing together, pretending to be gay? What would you think? That we’re just a couple of well-adjusted guys teasing onlookers for laughs?
[sub]Or a couple of closet cases using the situation to express our latent homoerotic urges? :eek:[/sub]
(Way to go hijacking my own thread)
[Groove Armada] I see you baby
Shakin’ that ass
Shakin’ that ass
[/Groove Armada]
Yes, I love to dance. Swing dancing is my favorite (especially the Lindy Hop, natch), but I’ve done ballroom, Latin, and even a little bit of country (no line dancing, though; two-step and West Coast swing, which is sort of country).
Nothing like it; my favorite way to spend a Friday night. (Well, OK, my second favorite way. ;))
I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart - I have for years yearned to be with a man who likes to dance. But alas - I have yet to find one. But now at least I know there are some out there!
N
I enjoy dancing too, but, like a few men have already stated, I worry about the quality of my dancing (a holdover from competition in wrestling and judo). As I have gotten older, I am able to let this go more and more, especially when I dance with my sons, who LOVE dancing, particularly to MJ’s “Thriller”.
[hijack] Nausicaa I love your screen name! Is this from Miyazaki San’s work, or Homer’s?
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A friend had a party on Halloween, and as the party was winding down the DJ put on a Jackson 5 tune… ABC I think. Anyways, no one was dancing to it, and I love that song, so I jumped out on the dance floor and gave it my all, hoping I would inspire folks to come out and join me. Nope. I was all by myself for the whole song. It was so much fun.
Someone came out and asked me how much I had had to drink (none, BTW)… it was the most fun I’d had dancing in forever. The self-conscious monsters had run away at least for a little while.
I’ll chime in, I’m a man and love to dance. It’s great fun and women seem to appreciate a guy who will dance, and it’s even better if you have a reasonable semblane of rhythm. Apparently rhythm is important to women.
I’ve been told I’m a very good dancer and am not afraid to get out there, although I do prefer a drink or two in me. But I swear, everytime I see a wedding video, I think I look like the biggest dork dancing out there. Maybe it’s like hearing my recorded voice. Anyone else been told they were good dancers and believed it until they saw themselves on tape, or is it just me?
Susan and I were out dancing last weekend and we couldn’t believe the guys who stood around all night, nursing drinks and looking dejected, when there was a dance floor of women dancing with each other. ATTENTION YOU DOLTS STANDING THERE LOOKING LIKE BOYS AT A JUNIOR HIGH PROM - THE WOMEN WANT YOU TO ASK THEM TO DANCE! YOU HAVE AN AUTOMATIC OPPORTUNITY TO MEET THEM!
I always feel like such a letch doing that plnnr. I don’t know, I just can’t bring myself to just go up and dance with someone or ask them to dance. I’ve had a few ask me, which is always much better. But asking them, to be honest, scares the hell out of me.
