So we went to a friend’s 40th birthday party the other night, and she’d got this dj in to play the tunes we used to dance to when we went to our favourite clubs from 15/20 years ago. The dj was just some kid and I really don’t think he knew what he was playing: He’d start a track, see how many people left on the dance floor and just stop it and start a new one if no one was dancing, which was a shame because he canned a couple of really good tracks just because no one wanted to dance right then; so there were quite a few opening 30 seconds of one thing, which suddenly sliced into something completely different. But I guess his remit was to get people up
Having said that we didn’t dance much. We used to spend all night jumping up and down to The Cult, bouncing around to The Jam, sliding and whoozing to The Cure and The Smiths… lots of bands beginning with ‘The’ you’ll notice… now we’ve got dodgy ankles and knees, one of us has gout, the start of diabetes, our hips aren’t what they used to be, maybe even the start of arthritis in one or two joints or toes… It’s funny how age creeps up on you. Mentally we feel the same, but physically it’s all going a bit pear shaped. But back then, we’d go out several nights a week to a club, jump up and down for 4 hours till we were soaked in sweat. Now it can be months between us going out, and then it’s to sit around shooting the breeze. If you don’t use it I guess you do lose it.
Hmmmm….I liked those songs….but I didn’t realize I was “loosing it”….yikes!
Heh, neither did we till we tried dancing. But the songs still rock, even if we don’t
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