We returned to the local pub tonight to see if we’d get lucky with a second good band in as many weekends. Ultimately we failed, or rather the band failed, but we saw some interesting characters nonetheless.
A tall, skinny woman was dancing with some ferocity. Fast songs or slow, loud or quiet, she was all about impact — sharp, jabbing motions that (like Bruce Lee attacks) come straight from the solar plexus.
The intensity was shocking. Later I was not surprised to see her dominate every conversation she became involved in. It seemed to fit with her dancing.
My wife remarked, “dancing shows your personality.” I had to laugh — I do not dance, at all. Draw your own conclusions here!