Hot Male Monday - Dance Like No One is Watching

Eliza March dances like no one is watching. The idea is one of my favorite concepts. (Sing like no one is listening is another, but because once I start singing I can clear out a room in a heart beat, I try to stick to vocal music expression in private.)

Dancing is another matter. I can handle dance, and I do it with abandon. If my dancing offends someone they can always look elsewhere.

There's nothing like loosing yourself in the rhythm and the beat of music whether it's a waltz or Zydeco.  

I guess it's easy to understand why some religions ban it. Dancing can be romantic, beautiful, and graceful, or it can be wild, erotic, and hard -- often sexy, dangerous, perhaps even deadly.

I think of Riverdance and Lord of the Dance as a form of modern art. Not unlike ballet or modern dance, the multitude of variations of emotions performed in these shows are all a form of an Irish folk dance.

The stories that the dancers tell with their bodies can be as beautifully expressed as any epic poem or great novel.

Dance is a visual and auditory expression, and when done well, can be one of the most exquisite experiences to watch. But for me, an even more enjoyable one to perform. By participating in the dance, one adds the physical to those other elements.

As a participant, not only can you see it, hear the music, and emerse yourself body and soul in the music, you become one with the music -- winding yourself around the rhythm, losing yourself in the beat.

 There are no rules about where you can dance -- in the shower, on a hillside -- alone or together -- wet or dry -- fully clothed, partially clad, or downright naked. Dance like no one is watching...