tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156334464585894857.post6162862981012023348..comments2023-10-25T05:30:54.507-04:00Comments on Oh Get A Grip!: When the Music Calls - #dancing #musicalinstrument #seductionAshe Barkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03390519279886657608noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156334464585894857.post-16811474414423688902019-04-15T19:15:09.541-04:002019-04-15T19:15:09.541-04:00You are so right, Lisabet. Music embodies desire s...You are so right, Lisabet. Music embodies desire so powerfully, but it's hard to convey on a page.Jean Robertahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08805088081675965859noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156334464585894857.post-19263242680807864522019-04-05T07:40:22.098-04:002019-04-05T07:40:22.098-04:00I'm actually very clumsy - witness the number ...I'm actually very clumsy - witness the number of times I'm tripped and broken something - but something changes when I hear the music. Weird, but I'm grateful.<br /><br />Lisabet Saraihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05162514190572269660noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156334464585894857.post-74437079316162403212019-04-05T07:39:31.861-04:002019-04-05T07:39:31.861-04:00Definitely. Even a solo dance is in some sense mak...Definitely. Even a solo dance is in some sense making love to yourself - or perhaps to the audience, if you have one.Lisabet Saraihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05162514190572269660noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156334464585894857.post-76002570119306491562019-04-03T22:02:48.548-04:002019-04-03T22:02:48.548-04:00This sounds so familiar. My whole family was music...This sounds so familiar. My whole family was musical, although not professionally, except that my mother was a grade school music teacher for a few years. We were in the church choir, the choruses and glee clubs of our respective high schools and colleges, and local or regional amateur groups doing musicals like The Music Man and various Gilbert and Sullivan works. Dancing, though, was beyond me (except for very basic ball-room dancing; the local 4H club sponsored lessons at the Town Hall.) I've never been all that physically well-coordinated. I envy people who are.Sacchi Greenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10801164916418570059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156334464585894857.post-23145733423288743282019-04-03T13:41:42.991-04:002019-04-03T13:41:42.991-04:00Insightful post, Lisabet. I majored in music in co...Insightful post, Lisabet. I majored in music in college, but your dance analogy is spot-on. Years ago, the tango was considered a seduction ritual. As was Ravel's Bolero. But it was the lyricist Sammy Cahn who said it best in Sinatra's "Come Dance With Me"-- "For what is dancing but making love set to music?" Tim Smithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17947696265664513625noreply@blogger.com