Monday, December 12, 2005

this old lady

how can 1 night of relatively hard dancing poop this old lady out in such a major way? PATHETIC!
so friday night was good. it was really good. it was one of the those perfect friday nights that started out just right and just kept getting better.

it began with indrani picking me up and taking me to her friend's party that wasn't too far. we were the first to arrive and it was mellow. a typical boys apartment with turntables playing hip hop, basketball on in the corner, plenty of cheap beer in the fridge. but the key was the apple cider warming on the stove. some hot toddie action for a cold winter's night. ah! met some nice new people and moved on to the next party.

a little bigger and seemingly better... an enormous fancy loft with hip decor, a groovy live band playing, a full bar and a keg of good beer. the crowd was little older, a bit subdued and not as friendly as the boys party. so we stocked up on the free goods and headed to the next stop soon after.

the highlight of the night was the five spot where rich medina was spinning. it had been some time since i'd been to a dance night, so i was ready to cut the rug. i was pleasantly surprised to see a crowd of all shades, dressed to the funky brooklyn nines, getting D-O-W-N. these people were not there to be seen, they were there to DANCE (although they all sure looked good). it was reminiscent of the fort green park sunday afternoon dance parties... circles forming and dancers performing... routines, dance battles, just plain showing off. amazing. don't know where those folks get their energy. watching them got me going and i tried my hardest to keep up. i was a sweaty mess, really feeling the beats (fela, fertile ground remixes, old school house, broken beat... my favorites!). but by 4am i was done.

the sad part was that i woke up the next morning in shear pain. my whole body hurt. my neck felt like i'd been to a head-banger's ball. and it got worse the next day. i needed a massage like none other. i obviously did not take the necessary pre-dance precautions. i should have known better. i'd like to think i can still keep up with the best of them but cold hard truth is that i'm just not as young as i used to be.

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