His father wanted him to practice basketball, but Dave wanted to breakdance and practiced for years. It’s such an achievement to defy authority and social pressure and follow your dream.
Now he is famous and doing his stuff in commercials…
Archive for category dancing
Age Is Just A Number
Jul 2
A friend thinks I could dance like this with or without my grandchildren. I wish I agreed with him. Maybe I COULD learn this routine if I tried…
Comedienne Amy Poehler says this in her new book, Yes Please.
Spontaneous dance parties are important in my life. I have one in the makeup trailer almost every afternoon on “Parks and Recreation.” Dancing is the great equalizer. It gets people out of their heads and into their bodies. I think if you can dance and be free and not embarrassed you can rule the world.
Dancing can be so much fun, and there have been times when I just put on some music and moved spontaneously. It feels so good.
I went to a charity, gala, black-tie-optional fundraiser the other day, and the group I had been invited to join danced for two hours solid. Some were in their mid-20’s and others were gray-hairs in their 80’s. Thrilling to see and be part of the constant movement to the lively music of a 10-piece band. I was exhausted, but I kept going and kept up.
Did you ever see that scene in the movie, Love Actually, when Hugh Grant as British Prime Minister, starts dancing unexpectedly and forgets how proper he is supposed to be? Hilarious…we should all do it much more often…
Not sure what I like about these Ben Aaron videos related to dance. They certainly don’t create any muscle. But they sure do create satisfying, uplifting and enjoyable feelings in the body and brain. And they may be worth simulating simply for the healthy movement, self esteem they instill, a bit of cardio. Who cares. The world loves to dance. Anyone can do it…to whatever degree.
Along the way I bumped again into another ordinary guy dancing, Matt Harding, in the Where Is Matt series of videos. Remember those? People dancing…if you can call it that…but enjoying moving to music at the same time and just being together in a world of friction, suspicion and warring. Matt’s videos give us lots of hope, and you are certain to be smiling as you watch them.
Below is one of my favorites and also his most recent one.
Funny…Feels Good…and after millions of views, the person creating this video, Ben Aaron, located his dancing guru master and made this video:
Ben is a NYC NBC TV reporter who makes videos about everyday fun stuff that viewers find interesting. He also won Emmys two years for Best Features Reporter. Here is a link to his facebook page.
Morning Wake Up
Apr 13
A friend sent me this Zumba video, and I had two reactions: I watched it first thing in the morning, and it woke me right up. Enjoy about 30 seconds–mainly of the music–before you leave it and move on to more important things…like daily chores.
My second reaction was to smile and laugh at the limited moves and amateurishness of the dancing. But it was still worth a brief encounter and made me want to attend another zumba or other dance class…someday…
Sounds like Kenichi Ebina is self-taught. Well he learned how to move in an extraordinary manner. This video has received over 25 million views! So original, so powerful.
He ended up winning the 2013 Season 8 competition of America’s Got Talent.
Here are all his different performances in the competition. Just skip past the first one, which is the same as above, and go right to 2:25.
If Only This Were Possible
Feb 14
What’s athletic about this video is that it has adorable and unexpected dancing in it. Makes you smile to watch it and head for a magical mirror.
Sexy Modern Dance Duet
Dec 11
I’m feeling like I need to move to music. I used to take jazz dancing classes at Carnegie Hall and near Lincoln Center almost 40 years ago. So I am searching for dance studios that offer classes to adults. Not easy, when you live far from a big city…my small town has just 1400 people.
I also started looking at dance movies and youtube videos of dance. This one is very suggestive erotic and romantic. It also has gymnastic moves, but that’s to be expected when you learn that the woman competed in the Olympics!
The pair call themselves, Duo MainTenanT, and Nicolas Besnard and gymnast and dancer, Ludivine Furnon are breathtaking in this amazing video from the television show Benissimo.
Ludivine Furnon is a retired Olympic athlete from France. She was the first French female gymnast to ever win a medal at the World Gymnastics Championships. Although she attended dance classes from the age of eight, Furnon did not study gymnastics until she was eleven years old. Her rise in the sport was astonishingly rapid. Two years after beginning gymnastics, she was accepted to train with the French national team in Marseille; by 1995 she was competing at the elite level when she also made her international debut, competing with the sixth-place French team at the World Gymnastics Championships in Sabae. With her innovative and expressive floor exercise routine, choreographed by coach Adriana Pop, she won a bronze medal in event finals. In 1996, she became the French national champion and represented France at the Olympics. In 2008, Furnon was part of the cast of Cirque du Soleil in the production Mystere in Las Vegas, Nevada.
Nicolas Besnard developed his art at National Circus School and at the University of Dance of Montreal.
In 2005, Nicolas was invited to be a guest act in the sexiest production of Cirque du Soleil in Las Vegas – Zumanity where he performed over 2000 times in four years. He has performed all around the globe and has appeared in many different TV shows including Le Plus Grand Cabaret du Monde and Benissimo. He also won the Silver Medal in Paris at the most recognized Circus Festival in the world – 31st Festival Mondial du Cirque de Demain and made it to the finals of French Got Talent.
Now maybe I could learn to dance like this. That would be fun!
How Often Do You Dance?
Oct 14
I read an article titled Why Don’t We Dance Anymore? When is the last time you danced in public or a party?
When I was a teenager in high school in Miami Beach, and other kids were watching American Bandstand and dancing to that music after school, I had to work after school and on weekends. So for years I was a cabana boy at the hotels serving the tourists. I picked up towels and cigarette butts and straightened out the lounges people lay on. I did errands. I also ogled the young teenage girls, and after work, would head very often to the Teen Room, where a grown-up played records we could dance to and make sure we acted properly.
Chaperones aside, I met lots of girls and taught them how to watch “submarine races” from the beach. And I did lots of dancing. I had the moves. I could really do fancy cha cha cha steps, the lindy, the twist. You had to stand out to impress the girls, and I was highly motivated. Plus it was good exercise (hahahaha!!!).
There was lots of dancing at frat parties in college and also after graduation. Every party had music of course. But with aging came less dancing…and less and less. There was that Studio 54 period, but I was already married and raising kids. When I separated and eventually divorced, I studied modern jazz at Carnegie Hall and Lincoln Center studios. I loved to shake to the music. And it was always helpful for a single guy trying to connect with single women…although most of them weren’t too talented. Some were put off by my unconventional moves. Others were perceptive enough to ask me if I were a professional dancer!
As the decades flew by, my peers danced less and less. A couple took tango lessons and went to Argentina with their instructor and classmates. But most sort of made a few easy steps at weddings and reunions. I remember a friend’s 60th birthday party, when we did line dancing and really went crazy with vigorous music. But for the most part, dinner parties with background music had become the norm. I missed those vibrant rhythms.
I remember so well working up great sweats jumping around, shouting and showing what I got. I remember great fun bringing out my old gestures and patterns. I thought I was cool. I remember trying to imitate new moves that I observed. But as an older guy, dancing is a relatively rare pleasure. It’s always with my wife, who is also a good dancer. In my circles, dancing with another women “just ain’t done.” It’s rarely so vigorous that we end up sweaty. And I’m not as nimble as I used to be. So I do it with wistful memories of former times.
My daughter says she and her friends still dance at parties and clubs. Maybe it’s an activity that most people relegate to their youth.
My father didn’t. He loved to dance and did it his whole life, even into his 80’s. He struggled with my mother their entire time together–he wanted to be first on the floor, before it became crowded…she wanted to be the last on the floor, so no one could see her limited abilities…But dad could do all the dances: the Latin variations, like samba, mambo, cha cha cha, salsa…fox trot, ball room dancing, square dancing…he was even a caller and they wore western costumes and went to other cities to dance with regional enthusiasts. My poor mother suffered.
After dad and mom divorced, he danced at a community center every week, and that’s where he met his next wife of maybe 30 years. They danced at contests, hotel bars on Miami Beach, and at fancy ballrooms. One visit to Florida, I joined him (in his mid-80’s) and my step mom on an evening of dance. He limped by then from a car accident, yet he twirled two women at a time. There was a man in a red suit gliding by, and the women were in all kinds of formal or show businessey gowns. It was hysterical. It was elegant. It was magnificent. And it was a “family” of like-minded dancers, of all ages, and backgrounds. Maybe I could find such a gathering in the rural area where I live.
Dad and his breed aside, most of us seem to do it rarely. Too bad. It was/is great fun. A month ago at a friend’s daughter’s wedding, my wife and I hit the very crowded, portable floor under a tent in a horse pasture and tried not to collide with the bride and groom and their boisterous and very energetic friends. They really let loose. There were even some old people who were flapping their wings and stomping quite admirably. Kind of reminds me what I heard about the great cellist Pablo Casals in his final years (he lived to 96): he was arthritic and could barely move…but when a bow was placed in his hands, he came alive and played his cello like he was decades younger.
One high school reunion, maybe the 40th, there was an Elvis impersonator hired to sing the oldies from our 50’s years (we graduated in 1958). I came in late to the hotel dance room, and there were my classmates, now rotund, gray, wrinkled, dancing like kids. They were teenagers again. Some guests of the hotel were watching from the back and laughing at these old people dancing out of character. They were appalled at the sight and shocked at the spectacle. Grey hairs acting like children…instead of the sedate walking dead acting their age. I should have told them about Casals. I should have told them to never act your age, if you don’t want to. But I didn’t. I knew better. And I loved seeing the class’s best dancers still being the best dancers…
Mongolian Folk Dancing
Sep 5

fresh from the field and showers and ready to watch folk dancing in the Ulaan Baatar concert hall
After returning to Mongolia’s capital from a week of camping, we had only an hour to clean up and change quickly in the hotel, so we could attend a dance performance at the State Opera House. I stripped right away to shower, but only then discovered there were no towels in the room. Bummer. Hard to order towels, when the staff doesn’t speak English. I had to dress and go downstairs, and then took my shower anyway…though I was the last of our group in the lobby, we made it to the performance on time.
Many years ago I went to Brazil to study capoeira, the very deadly martial art that the slaves there disguised as a dance with musical instruments and songs to fool their 18-19th Century masters. The subtle moves in grimy, sweaty practice halls were nothing like the colorfully costumed, public renditions seen by uninformed tourists in nightclubs. But who knew.
I enjoyed many of the choreographed dances I saw in Ulaan Baatar that night, and have looked at over 100 videos on youtube to select some for you. But I have the impression now that what I saw in Mongolia was a commercial production for tourists, just as the capoeira presentations for night club acts in Brazil was not so authentic. One of the scientists on our trip told me the costumes are not traditional, and I gather now that many of the original dances were done inside gers, so there is almost no space to prance around.
Nevertheless. Here are some peppier selections I like with comments underneath.
Start at 1:20. This was one of my favorites actually performed by this same group. The announcer at the concert said the cups on their heads were supposed to be filled to the brim with mare’s milk and not one drop is allowed to be spilled.
this clip above shows many of the shoulder and arm movements that I saw in the concert hall performance.
go to 6:30—7:00 to see flexible hand dance segment. Then 12:15 to end to hear four different kinds of world-famous Mongolian throat singing.
3:20—3:50 shows the shoulder movements that might help my tennis swinging
a contortionist at the Opera House program was astonishing…supported her whole body weight with just her mouth. check out 3:10—3:40 and tell me how this young lady does it
Well I finally heard of Prancercise. I only went to France for a week, but one author said, “Wait, what’s prancercise? Have you been living in Pyongyang or something? It’s an exercise routine inspired by horses, featuring such moves as “the prancercise gallop” and “the prancercise box” as well as some incredible rhymes by its instructor and founder, Rohrback, decked out in a crisp salmon jacket and some very revealing white pants:
“We’re gonna really cut the noose and let it loose, with the prancercise gallop.” ”
Joanna Rohrback knows you are laughing at her, and she doesn’t care.
She’s aware that people think her exercise routine “Prancercise” is “goofy,” and that by extension its founder must be “spooky and goofy and weird and wacky. I say bring it on. I love it. Look at all the attention it’s getting me. If I wasn’t all those things, I wouldn’t be who I am.”
You can see the original routine below, and you can read more right here .
Here is an article and video (skip right to 42 sec) about a 6-year-old break dance prodigy named “B-girl Terra” who is putting all adult dancers to shame.
Last weekend, the miniature competitor took part in the Chelles Battle Pro competition in Paris, blowing away the rest of the contestants with her unbelievable windmills and headspins. Though she didn’t walk away with the final prize in the Baby Battle (she was bested in the last round by fellow pint-sized break dancer, JStyles), her tiny track suit and killer moves have certainly won the hearts of everyone who’s watched her since then.
I think it’s amazing that some kids display the passion, talent and athleticism at such a young age. It’s miraculous, when you think of all the humans who don’t even have serious interests until much later in life (like me with tennis). Prodigies are enviable. At least I have always had interests, am rarely bored, and have even had a few compulsive passions…like cheese, wine, non-fiction writing, chess, photography, hunting, even high diving (3-meter board) to impress girls in junior high school, etc. I feel for those who never seem hooked on any interest enough to really go after it enthusiastically. But if I have some passions, other people have different ones, like playing music or becoming a politician. We all are who we are. Still, few of us are prodigies like this kid.

Half-Moon Bay California
Jordan Matter played baseball his first 20 years, became an actor, a portrait photographer and then made a book with pictures of bare-breasted women in public locations. His pictures (here are 20 of them) in another book are what intrigue me: dancers celebrating the joy of life in outdoor spaces. The final shots are beautiful and fanciful, slices of a motion that only a camera can capture.
But I am most interested in the demanding process of making that image. How many times did the dancer jump or leap? How taxing was it? How difficult, exasperating? That is the challenge…to get it just right. That is the physical effort that even an accomplished dancer had to push through, while Jordan is dealing with light, action, gawkers, cops.

Maryland

Washington DC
So here is a link to Matter’s videos of what happened behind the scenes. There are over 25 short videos (just below the main larger video) that helped me appreciate the achievement of each session. One poor dancer had to work on the top of a mound of earth…only to discover later that it was not dirt, but the oily asphalt used to patch potholes. Others were lifting in the midst of a zillion sea gulls that might have torn them into pieces, like Hitchcock’s movie, The Birds. Here is one good example with street cleaners shoveling snow:
Dancers Among Us: In Harlem from Jordan Matter on Vimeo.
And here is the first overview from Jordan’s channel that shows you snippets from more of the videos:
Dancers Among Us goes around the USA in Ninety Seconds from Jordan Matter on Vimeo.
Are Dancers Also Athletes?
May 26
Some good points here that I agree with: dancers ARE athletes, and of course dancing is a very demanding physical challenge.
The dancer interviewed here, Alicia Graf Mack, has suffered major injuries three times in 15 years and had to work her way back from her pain and inactivity. She has an autoimmune disorder, an arthritis disease, so her joints were really inflamed. She had inflammation inside of her eye, and then pain in her right knee: the result of a very small tear. She had already had two knee surgeries, and the thought of worsening the tear and having another surgery was terrifying. It took four years just to get back to regular shape. It was the most depressing part of her life.
Some of this sounds exactly like Joe Namath’s constant surgeries and therapies with his injured knees. Who says dancers aren’t athletes? In fact Alicia show you why dancers have it tougher than most athletes!
Capoeira Days
Apr 21
Watching the free running tapes two days ago reminded me of capoeira, a Brazilian martial art that I practiced for three years almost three decades ago sometimes three evenings a week. I was probably the oldest guy in the class—someone asked me if I was 24, when I was actually 42—and also one of the few white students. Some of the guys were street venders or construction workers. It was a strange contrast to leave a photo exhibition on Fifth Avenue and 57th Street with the Wall Street suits buying up art and walk three blocks to a run down dance studio that smelled of sweat and lacked ventilation.
If I didn’t know these gentle athletes who laughed and sang with me, I might have feared them in the street as strangers. It bothered me a lot to realize how easy it is to be prejudiced and so wrong about people you don’t know. I do recall one conversation in the dressing room, when a young man I really liked with a big smile was telling his friend that someone had started a fight with him, so he gave him a special capoeira kick that knocked him out and worried the kicker that he had killed him…
I loved the music everyone played and the songs we sang in Brazilian Portuguese as we formed a circle (roda) around the two “fighters” in the center. In the video above, you see the bow shaped birimbau and the tambourine (called a pandeiro), which I enjoyed slapping. I also played the triangle and the agogo, which sounds like a cow bell. Everyone clapped to cheer the capoeiristas on to more energy and more dangerous moves.
Capoeira originated with African slaves in Brazil in the 16th century who were not allowed to have weapons. So they developed this dance and music to fool their masters, while they practiced one of the deadliest fighting styles in the world. By inserting razors in their toes, they could easily kill their enemies. And even without any weapons, they could dominate most fights. The sport is still one of the most powerful of all martial arts.
The stylized sweeps and kicks in the videos are all meant to miss your opponent and simply practice the deadly moves. This “dance” has become an art form on its own these days, and just this week Jelom’s Viera’s dance company, DanceBrazil, is performing at the Joyce Theater in New York City.
DanceBrazil from Tiba on Vimeo.
I went on a trip with some classmates to Salvador and Rio in Brazil that was organized by Jelom when he was my mestre (master). It was a fabulous adventure to work out in the day in the dank heat…then at night watch my new friends in colorful costumes as they performed in swank clubs for tourists. The spontaneous shows I watched earlier in practice halls as three birimbaus were played from the heart or the top athletes tried to outdo one another with sparkling and unexpected moves made the choreographed club performances seem soulless in comparison. But the paying, drinking customers in the clubs never knew what they were missing. For that brief period, I was an insider and have reveled in that experience with fondness and gratitude.