Bias on the dance floor

Not to be mistaken for “Murder on the Dance Floor” – in fact, it’s quite the opposite of that Sophie Ellis-Bextor hit. Instead of slaying the dance floor with someone, some just simply avoid someone altogether. Here’s the thing: you, me, we all have our prejudices. Whether it’s about someone’s dance ability, height, “academy” affiliation,…

What’s Good on the SBK Scene?

It’s not all disrespect and ego battles on Cape Town’s dance floors. Believe it or not, there are some bright spots – and I’m not just talking about the disco lights. Cape Town’s SBK (Salsa, Bachata, Kizomba) scene does have its moments, especially when you consider the venues. Let’s face it, we’ve got some pretty…

And So, We Are Aware

It’s telling isn’t it? My recent posts on the Cape Town SBK scene seem to have stirred the dance floor in both delightful and… uhh, less-than-delightful ways.   Let’s start with the bad, shall we? Certain individuals have stopped greeting me altogether. Shocking, I know.  But honestly, it’s no great losss. I wasn’t planning on dancing…

The FORCE to dance, or not to…

Ah, the FORCE. A noun that shouldn’t belong in the SBK (Salsa, Bachata, Kizomba) scene, yet here we are, tossing it around as if it’s a dance move. But let me ask you this: when was the last time you saw someone FORCED to dance? Personally, I haven’t witnessed such coercion since I tried to…

THE LAST DANCE

I cannot recall who my last dance was with, or the song. It was definitely at Rooftop, a Kizomba session. Yes, that Rooftop in Mabonengthat was closed late in 2019 and reopened for one, it now seems, amazing Sunday in 2020. Since 2015, Kizomba at Rooftop on a Sunday was a given, a must for…

About Ginga…

We all have Ginga, it just depends how we use it, or what we use it for. Some guys have loads of it when it comes to playing football, others are good poets, some ladies show it when they walk and a few people in the way they dress.  Ginga, it is skill, it is…

Bravado Versus Confidence

I stared when he sprinkled baby powder on the dance floor.  That is a thing professional ballroom dancers do when they want to glide with ease. Yet here is this novice social wannabe dancer adopting the mannerisms of an expert. “What’s wrong with this?” you may ask. Firstly, if he – let’s call him Drongo…

Balm For The Battered Soul

We dance for fun. For the love of it, for the freedom of expression and the synergy that we experience each time. But I’ve learned that dancing for most is not just about the fun factors, it’s an escape from the monotony that life presents.  It’s become an integral part of my life, I mean…

Heritage Day, Celebrating Segregation

It’s almost that time of the year when South Africans celebrate a day of great pride, Heritage Day. For those who don’t know it’s a day of dressing up in traditional attire and having a braai with family and friends. And drinking beer. or whiskey or Veuve Clicquot which is what I will do. Is…

Insecurity; Strangling Expression.

I can see the anger in his focused eyes. My right hand on his girlfriend’s back, just below her shoulder. I slide my hand down to her waist, he grimaces. Next thing he pulls her away from me. I smile. I see you. Insecure man-child. When we resume doing the Rueda de Casino, I pull…