you know it’s bad
when a dog is a better salsa dancer than you are.
Nova odysseys in the salsa universe have not been inspiring. Bianca can unfortunately contend. The tools are laid out in front of you, the universe explodes in a canvas of notes that you know you ought to swim through. You know a state of union with the salsa universe exists, and wants you to join it. But it is like surfing and trying to catch the 5-6-7 wave. You have to be a Fred Astaire with your feet, conjure the orishas with body convulsions, be Sasha Cohen in your spins, and be a Jenny from the Block with attitude. And what do you get if you try to be all these things? Frankenstein! I still believe it comes from the heart, that this celebration comes from your soul. And it is a matter of training your body to honor it. Ah, Salsa.
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Merengue+dog=laughter
Merengue+dog+man=amusement
Merengue+man+dog wearing dance outfit=creepy