If Brasilia were the capital of the world, everybody would grow up knowing samba and how to dance to it. Alas, the world has not capital and Brasilia on the short list. So most of us need to be *taught* to dance samba. That’s where this CD claims its usefulness. Each of eighteen tunes is [...]
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If Brasilia were the capital of the world ….: Samba (Gold Star Ballroom)
Posted in reseña, when a white boy dances, tagged dance, music, reseña on December 28, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
¡ritmo!: Salsa (Ballroom Latin Dance)
Posted in reseña, when a white boy dances, tagged dance, music, reseña on December 27, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
If salsa is not the most joyous of musical genres it is at least one of the happiest. This entry in the Ballroom Latin Dance series features splendid CD liner artistry and a solid lineup of high-energy salsa performed by little-known but expert musicians. The series comes at you without written comment as a simple [...]
easy street: Merengue (Ballroom Latin Dance)
Posted in reseña, when a white boy dances, tagged dance, music, reseña on November 9, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Compilations of tunes that are assembled to support beginning dancers in their instruction vary wildly with regard to the quality of the artists and the adequacy of the recording technology. This selection from the Ballroom Latin Dance series excels on both counts. Nine tunes average about four-and-a-half minutes each, long enough for the dance student [...]
When a white boy learns to dance: thinking about one’s hips
Posted in my hometown, when a white boy dances, tagged dance on August 30, 2007 | 1 Comment »
‘Do you find yourself thinking a lot about your hips lately?’, Heather asks me with a completely straight face and no hint of irony. It is difficult for a middle-aged man who has not once in his life contemplated his hips to respond quickly to such a question. After a moment’s hesitation, I manage to [...]
When a white boy dances: introducing the parties
Posted in my hometown, when a white boy dances on August 4, 2007 | 1 Comment »
It has been a life’s goal, since getting married at twenty-three years of age, to learn ballroom dancing. It’s been on Linda’s and my to-do-someday list for all these years. When I brought up the possibility of taking the plunge several months ago, my colleagues and their wives were too busy and my wife felt [...]