"PLEASE be careful."
Wait until the end!
Definitely doing this at my wedding.
The crowd went nuts.
Just try not to dance along.
I kind of do my own thing when we're out at clubs, and that's pretty obvious because I am a god awful dancer. Apparently, there is something called "twerking" that I don't know about, so obviously I don't know how to do it.
Have you ever gone out dancing and then realized the next day that you're exhausted? And sore? (If you haven't, you're missing out.) That's because those epic dance moves of yours are great for toning, not to mention cardio. So listen up class, because this week I'm giving you the best assignment ever: an epic dance party.
Salt-N-Pepa got started in the 80s of course, so they've got all that awesomeness going on, too. But I remember them mostly as they were during my childhood in the 90s. I love their videos, and you should, too. Lyrics: yes. Dancing: yes. Outfits: yes. Girl power: yes. You'll see what I mean.
Eating disorders seem to have become an integral part of our culture’s idea of what it means to be a dancer. In just about every Hollywood movie about dancers, at least one of them has an eating disorder. The most recent example of this is Black Swan, in which Natalie Portman’s character is bulimic.
I'm a dancer, so you can bet that the second anyone starts to dance in a movie, I'm paying attention. Sometimes I go on YouTube binges where I spend hours and hours looking at dance videos. But I don't just enjoy watching videos of professional dancers onstage – I love movie dance scenes, too. And believe it or not, great dancing pops up in unexpected places.
As Thanksgiving and winter breaks draw near, I think it’s safe to say that everyone is looking forward to a little time off. But wait… you didn’t think I was going to let you off the hook, did you? Just because you’ll be visiting home over the next few months doesn’t mean you can’t use some workout tips.
It’s obvious from these clips that you weren’t just “inspired” by De Keersmaeker. You copied her choreography, move for move, step for step. When you use other artists’ ideas, without permission and without giving credit, it’s stealing. Plain and simple.
Have you heard of "dick slang," the newest dance sensation sweeping the nation? No? Well, watch and be all at once fascinated, turned on and disturbed.
I often ignore live and "best of" albums. Even from artists I love. What's the point, right? I have all their music already - how many different versions do I need? But this week I decided to live on the edge a little bit and listened to both a live album and a "best of" album. And ZOMG, I'm so happy I did!
Do you ever listen to music that's completely ridiculous? (Editor's Note: Does Miley count?) To the point that you start feeling ridiculous and maybe even hide the fact that you listen to other people? (Editor's Note: Miley definitely counts.) Or just sorta wonder what's going on in the artist's head?
All the artists this week make me happy. Even when the songs are sad, I'm happy. And I think that's a sign of a truly great artist; they can sing about the saddest things in love and still put a smile on my face. And sometimes you just need music to comfort you and make you feel good. Like during midterms after spending 6 straight hours at the library and you're only a third of the way through your reading.
Wow, this week was a bit of a bummer. So much anticipation and a whole lot of disappointment. You're probably thinking I deserve it. After all, I got my hopes all up about Mariah Carey and Selena Gomez, so what did I really deserve, right?
I feel like I'm having a major flashback this week. Like Wayne and Garth are running by me in my bedroom waving their hands in the air screaming "Do do do do. Do do do do." And then everything gets all jumbled and I'm ten years younger and wearing something completely ridiculous.
This has been a crazy week. Jay-Z came back! Scarlett Johansson came out with an album with Pete Yorn. (Hey, it's gotta be better than The Hoff's singing, right?) Oh, and Mason Jennings came out with something new..though everything he does is new to me.
None of the artists with new releases are new to me this week. I've loved them all in the past and now I'm coming back for more. Actually, they're coming back to give me more and I'm taking it all with wide open arms. And I'm pretty psyched to hear some new stuff from some of my old favorites. It makes me feel at home and right where I belong. I'm so happy to have my old friends back again!
My sister is getting married and I've had weddings on the brain, so this week I'm dedicating this review to her and doin' the something old, something new, and something blue routine. It doesn't just apply to brides, you know. I didn't borrow any of my music this week (I'm not good at giving back), so I had to leave that one out.
For the past four weeks I have stopped drinking. Like, completely. I know - scary. Especially for a girl like me who loves to pair a drink with every time of the day. 9:30 AM? Bloody Mary. 11:45 AM? Margarita. 12:00 PM? Vodka Cran. 1:30 PM? Harpoon Summer Ale. 6:00 PM? Dirty Martini. Make that porn star dirty. You get the picture. I am definitely no lightweight.
Sometimes I love a band so much, I just sit and wait for them to come out with something new. Well, I don't literally sit and wait, but I do get really excited when I know a release date is near. And this week, my long and painful wait was over.
This week might be the most random mix of reviews ever. Seriously, ever. I even surprised myself a bit. I was ready to love who I already loved and hate who I wanted to hate, but that's not at all what happened. The one album I was most excited for fell flat. And the one I barely even wanted to listen to, well, I kinda liked.
This week was all about men and, what can I say? I love me some men. With guitars. Who make good music. (That last one is key.) Yup, I had a big, beautiful music orgy this week and I just want more. Bring on the boys!
This week was all about utilizing what I learned in Girl Scouts all those years ago. No, not building a fire or navigating my way out of a forest, but that whole "make new friends but keep the old" adage.
There are rumors circulating on the web that Pancreatic cancer has taken the life of Patrick Swayze. It still has yet to be confirmed, but just the thought of losing the man who taught us the power of dance at a summer resort in the Poconos is making us sad.
Remember when you were a kid and you mixed a bunch of different flavors of soda together and called it “suicide”? That’s kind of what this week’s new music releases are like. A mish-mash of randomness. I mean we have the lead singer of Bright Eyes, a former American Idol contestant, and an R&B girl sensation.
I like music I can sing along to. Even better is music I only have to listen to once before I start singing along. Sometimes I find myself singing along before I even know the lyrics. Other people get annoyed at my mixture of mumbles and hums, but I can't help myself.
We spend our whole lives imagining the big high school prom. What will we wear? Who will we take? Will there be some sort of breakout choreographed dance a la every high school movie ever made?
A few months ago my roommate and I went to a strip club with some friends. I was expecting a trashy bar with dirty-looking girls, but it wasn’t like that at all. The club was small, clean, and felt safe. The girls were all attractive, not supermodels, but they looked real. And we had a blast.
When the Internets talk, I listen. Really. Think about how easy the Internet makes it to discover new music. Almost as easy as it is to find porn. Sometimes when I’m bored, I just browse the Internet to discover new bands and I’m constantly shocked by how many artists and bands I’ve never heard of until I see or hear them online.
In honor of the goodness of Good Friday, I decided to make this Friday extra special and do everything to make sure it was good: I ate a donut for breakfast (good), I put real cream instead of skim milk in my coffee (good), I never got out of my PJs (good), and I'm hoping to watch the entire first season of The Hills on DVD (very good).
Ooh, the anticipation! Some of my most-liked bands are back with new releases this week. And considering I’m already a fan of them, they all have a lot to live up to. So, will they make me remember why I love them so much or will they crush my hopes?