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Do you enjoy Dancing?

V1LÆM

Gold Member
no but if i'm drunk i'll bust out my Mr Bean moves.

iu
 

highrider

Banned
BTW all americans dance the same and repeat the same cringey moves everytime lol it's probably from a movie or something but I swear it's everytime the same routine, what's up with that
Not true, I’m American and I’m a dazzling individual in every way, dancing is really just an entertaining side quest 👍
 

stn

Member
I suck at dancing and don't particularly care for it, but its fun after having a few drinks (especially if you're dancing with someone).
 

pauljeremiah

Gold Member
I hate dancing more than I can possibly explain. I hate doing it myself, which I can’t anyway, but I loathe and resent the necessity to try. I hate watching other people do it. I hate the way it breaks up conversation. I hate the slovenly mixture of sexual exhibitionism, strutting contempt and repellent narcissism that it involves. I hate it when it is formless, meaningless bopping and I hate it (if anything even more) when it is formal and choreographed into genres like ballroom or schooled disco. Those cavortings are so embarrassing and dreadful as to force my hand to my mouth.

If I listen to music, I like either to do it completely alone, so that if I am taken by the desire to move my feet and body (which is inevitable with so much music) I can do it unwitnessed, or I like to listen to it, to hear the line of it, to follow the lyrics and to allow it work inside me. I do not want to use it as an exercise track for a farcical, meaningless, disgusting, brainless physical public exhibition of windmilling, gyrating and thrashing in a hot, loud room or hall. I do not want to use music as the medium for a mating or courting ritual. No one would ever select me as a sexual partner on the basis of my ability to froth, frolic and gibber in time to music anyway, and nor would I ever choose a partner by such desperate and useless criteria.

I can’t dance. It may well be true that guilty feet have no rhythm, but it is also true that perfectly innocent feet can also be unable to move persuasively or happily to the beat.
 
I hate dancing more than I can possibly explain. I hate doing it myself, which I can’t anyway, but I loathe and resent the necessity to try. I hate watching other people do it. I hate the way it breaks up conversation. I hate the slovenly mixture of sexual exhibitionism, strutting contempt and repellent narcissism that it involves. I hate it when it is formless, meaningless bopping and I hate it (if anything even more) when it is formal and choreographed into genres like ballroom or schooled disco. Those cavortings are so embarrassing and dreadful as to force my hand to my mouth.

If I listen to music, I like either to do it completely alone, so that if I am taken by the desire to move my feet and body (which is inevitable with so much music) I can do it unwitnessed, or I like to listen to it, to hear the line of it, to follow the lyrics and to allow it work inside me. I do not want to use it as an exercise track for a farcical, meaningless, disgusting, brainless physical public exhibition of windmilling, gyrating and thrashing in a hot, loud room or hall. I do not want to use music as the medium for a mating or courting ritual. No one would ever select me as a sexual partner on the basis of my ability to froth, frolic and gibber in time to music anyway, and nor would I ever choose a partner by such desperate and useless criteria.

I can’t dance. It may well be true that guilty feet have no rhythm, but it is also true that perfectly innocent feet can also be unable to move persuasively or happily to the beat.
Happy Role Playing GIF by Hyper RPG
 

highrider

Banned
I hate dancing more than I can possibly explain. I hate doing it myself, which I can’t anyway, but I loathe and resent the necessity to try. I hate watching other people do it. I hate the way it breaks up conversation. I hate the slovenly mixture of sexual exhibitionism, strutting contempt and repellent narcissism that it involves. I hate it when it is formless, meaningless bopping and I hate it (if anything even more) when it is formal and choreographed into genres like ballroom or schooled disco. Those cavortings are so embarrassing and dreadful as to force my hand to my mouth.

If I listen to music, I like either to do it completely alone, so that if I am taken by the desire to move my feet and body (which is inevitable with so much music) I can do it unwitnessed, or I like to listen to it, to hear the line of it, to follow the lyrics and to allow it work inside me. I do not want to use it as an exercise track for a farcical, meaningless, disgusting, brainless physical public exhibition of windmilling, gyrating and thrashing in a hot, loud room or hall. I do not want to use music as the medium for a mating or courting ritual. No one would ever select me as a sexual partner on the basis of my ability to froth, frolic and gibber in time to music anyway, and nor would I ever choose a partner by such desperate and useless criteria.

I can’t dance. It may well be true that guilty feet have no rhythm, but it is also true that perfectly innocent feet can also be unable to move persuasively or happily to the beat.

Wtf, lol don’t ever change forum weirdos.
 

Soodanim

Gold Member
I enjoy it more now than I did when I was in my early 20s, when I should have been dancing. My house wasn’t very musical so I didn’t dance growing up, I lacked the confidence to not give a fuck, I didn’t like the music they were playing, and I’m head and shoulders taller than so many people so I stood out (and I knew it). Wasn’t the best combination.

I think I’d have been dancing a lot sooner had the places we went been playing older stuff, because it really makes me want to dance. It was made for it. Now I want to take some friends to a 70s/80s/90s night somewhere so I can enjoy it properly.
 

UnNamed

Banned
I'd like to be good at dancing, I see myself good (in my mind) , but in reality I'm terrible at it.

But I like to see hot girls skilled with dancing and move their assess properly.
 

INC

Member
I hate dancing more than I can possibly explain. I hate doing it myself, which I can’t anyway, but I loathe and resent the necessity to try. I hate watching other people do it. I hate the way it breaks up conversation. I hate the slovenly mixture of sexual exhibitionism, strutting contempt and repellent narcissism that it involves. I hate it when it is formless, meaningless bopping and I hate it (if anything even more) when it is formal and choreographed into genres like ballroom or schooled disco. Those cavortings are so embarrassing and dreadful as to force my hand to my mouth.

If I listen to music, I like either to do it completely alone, so that if I am taken by the desire to move my feet and body (which is inevitable with so much music) I can do it unwitnessed, or I like to listen to it, to hear the line of it, to follow the lyrics and to allow it work inside me. I do not want to use it as an exercise track for a farcical, meaningless, disgusting, brainless physical public exhibition of windmilling, gyrating and thrashing in a hot, loud room or hall. I do not want to use music as the medium for a mating or courting ritual. No one would ever select me as a sexual partner on the basis of my ability to froth, frolic and gibber in time to music anyway, and nor would I ever choose a partner by such desperate and useless criteria.

I can’t dance. It may well be true that guilty feet have no rhythm, but it is also true that perfectly innocent feet can also be unable to move persuasively or happily to the beat.

This has to be one of the whitest things I've ever read
 

Ensoul

Member
I am absolutely horribly dancing and while I didn't like it I would do it at weddings etc.

That is until 2007 when I was dancing at my brother-in-law's wedding and my uncle came up to me and said I thought I was the worst answer in the family until I saw you!

That was the last time I danced.
 

Mohonky

Member
Use to love going to raves; anything hardcore, breakbeat and drum n bass. Breakbeat and drum n bass for more freeform style dancing but I used to love doing a hybrid Brisbane Stomp / Shuffle / Break style of dancing, this was back in the late 90's early 00's.

Too old fat and sore to dance these days but I did used to love it yeh.
 

pauljeremiah

Gold Member
nah, I think you got the point across.
But jesus, what dance related trauma did you endure to despise it so much

Maybe it all springs from having to sing at school the worst song ever written — Lord of the Dance.

‘Dance then, wherever you may be,
for I am the Lord of the Dance said he.
I’ll dance with you if you dance with me,
for I am the lord of the dance said he.
I danced for the sun and I danced for the moon.
I danced at night and I danced at noon.’

And so bloody on. If ever a song were guaranteed to create a generation of atheists and non-dancers it is that one.
 
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wondermega

Member
A pretty dorky/socially inept nerdy guy growing up. College and after got me at least going out to bars/parties with my friends and all, and though I loved listening to music, was always really too shy or disinterested to get onto the dance floor. Then when I was pushing 30 I moved into Hollywood and begrudgingly started to check out the scene, and for me (a guy sitting behind a desk all hours of the day) it started to fascinate me. The music, the people, the energy, all of it. I started going out with my little crew (and then just as often, by myself) to lots of the great little clubs in town. Yes I'd always have a few drinks in me to fuel up, but it didn't take much to get me moving and going all night. While I doubt it was much of a pretty sight, it was surprisingly super fun as hell and I miss it dearly!
 
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