My favorite dance floor memory was at a wedding. Outdoors, with hay bales and dirt and dust everywhere. The Bride was wearing a Victorian looking, antique off-white wedding gown: very elaborate with embroidery and lace.At one point in the evening she decided it was a good time to start break-dancing.
The crowd separated as we watched her in all her Victorian gowned glory (and in a literal cloud of dust) do the scorpion, the worm, the backspin, and attempt a headstand, to the sounds of "Baby Got Back" bumping through the PA system. Needless to say the dress went from off-white to off-off-kinda-actually-brown-white. I saw the dress later that week hung up as kind of a trophy in their living room, still the same uniform shade of brown and also exhibiting some rather lovely red wine stains down the front.
I made some comment about how the dress really shows how fun the wedding was, to which she replied that she wanted to have a no-holds-barred, all-out-fun wedding, and do it all in her wedding gown, and by golly that's what she did, "and besides," she said, "I'm never going to wear it again anyway. " It was definitely memorable.
At a relative's 30th birthday party. A hall was hired out and a DJ was there. The night went on and was pretty boring.No party games or quizzes or anything like that makes the party fun.
The music was pretty drab as well, all boring pop music and the likes. I got up of my seat and went to speak to the DJ. I inquired as to what Deep Purple songs he had.
He replied with Black Night, Smoke on the Water and Strange Kind of Woman. I picked Strange Kind of Woman and took my seat and bided my time. After about five songs, the Strange Kind of Woman intro came on and I recognised it instantly.
As everyone evacuated the dance floor with no clue how to dance to it, I marched up to the centre of the floor. I turned and sang the song, air guitared, air organed, air drummed and tried to bring other people up with me on numerous occasions.My family looked extremly embarresed and no one else would get up with me. I had a lot of fun though and the DJ claimed it was the best air guitaring he had ever seen.
I suppose I did get down on the floor and do a bit of Spinal Tapesque soloing. A bit of fun or raving lunatic: You decide!
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