Sweaty fools

Dance like there's nobody watching. Those are some of my dad's favorite words, and I must say I don't fall far from the tree in this respect. Over the last few weekends I've been a dancin' fool on several occasions (twice at Windom Earle shows, and at Skratch Bastid last night). There are few things in life as fun as getting together with your amigos and busting stupid moves in a big sweaty crowd. House parties are good for this, but some bars aren't bad either. Baba's is pretty loose and will let you get freaky with your shirt off, which is nice as it gets hot in there. One thing that's not too cool about these festivi are the drunken idiots that just get in the way/break things, and the people who don't like getting other peoples' sweat all over them, and getting bumped into. If you're going to get into a situation like this (especially a Windom Earle show) expect to get drenched with sweat; not only yours, but that of the people around you too. And about the bumping into people, I don't like getting smashed by moshing idiots (people only mosh because they can't dance, FYI) anymore than anyone else, but if you're in a crowd of dancing people, expect to get bumped into sometimes, and get your feet stepped on a fair bit. What I'm really saying is, if you can't stand the heat, get off the dance floor.