unbelievable! i’m learning to dance without getting out of bed. i’ve found videos of rumba steps on the internet, which load promptly even on my sleepy little computer. i can repeat exactly what i want to see again, as often as i like. i’ve also found descriptions of moves, laid out – literally – step by step, and also solved a little mystery.
i took a latin dance class when i was studying in istanbul. we did rumba, salsa, cha cha and merengue, and my favourite by far was the rumba. i didn’t retain much, since it was taught in turkish and i had to watch other people’s feet most of the semester, but i was still suprised how unfamiliar it felt when i joined a class here in sydney.
tonight i read all about international style and american style ballroom. in rumba they are two completely different dances. posture is different, the way you move and step are different, even the rhythm is different! the dance i learnt and loved in turkey was – why am i not suprised – american style; 1 – 3 4, 5 – 7 8, or slow quick quick slow quick quick. at my completely endearing gay and lesbian ballroom and latin class which i must find time to attend again, we dance a less dignified, more salsa-ish 2 3 4 – 6 7 8, or wait step step step wait step step step of the international style.
i’ve been practicing diligently, mostly in my head but also shuffling around the loungeroom in a spare moment. my housemates laugh at it, but hopefully i’ll be able to lead a real person soon, with more than a few box steps and a badly paced turn. it’s fairly likely, considering my ginger rogers is absolutely wonderful to lead – amongst other things. i’ll be seeing her tomorrow night at hellfire; i wonder if we can make any room within the loud fast music and swarming people for the dance of love?