YOU MAKE ME FEEL LIKE DANCING

the youngest wearing me out at Kenz and Dean's  wedding

the youngest wearing me out at Kenz and Dean’s wedding

Some folks just seem to love music. I’m one of them. And while the word “love” is surely overexposed in our society, I can assure you this time it is most definitely not.

It didn’t even matter that most of the music we heard as kids came via AM radio and a single lo-fidelity ancient car dashboard speaker. It sounded like heaven.

As kids, we got our ears filled up with a variety of music. When my dad was sinking the driver’s seat it was country, and I mean as hillbilly as he could get it. When my mom was captain of the steering wheel it was pop. My siblings and me, we loved all of it, memorized songs without trying.

It didn’t take long to figure out that music had a massive effect on our emotions, even before we knew what they were. We quickly learned that music could inspire like few other things in life.

Some of the catchiest tunes were the ones that inspired folks, usually young ones, to dance. The real good ones ushered in the newest dance craze. I even enjoyed the ones that were hatched before I was.

I wasn’t into dancing as a kid, but even I would do “The Twist” as directed by Chubby Checker in the privacy home offered. I didn’t know how to do the “Locomotion” that was introduced by Little Eva, but it must have been easy to learn, Eva said it was “easier than learnin’ your A-B-C’s”.

While I still wasn’t into dancing by the time Grand Funk Railroad hit the charts with that same song, I skated around the roller rink like Evil Knievel, keeping double time with my loaner skates.

By the time junior high and the song “Do The Hustle” had folks steppin’ in time, I and almost every other red-blooded American male around that age were content to stand and watch the girls do the line dance called The Hustle from the sidelines.

With enough time and pressure from “the chicks”, that’s what we called girls in those days, some of us would reluctantly agree to embarrass and humiliate ourselves moving awkwardly to the beat.

By the time high school rolled around not a whole lot had changed. When Leo Sayer came out with “You Make Me Feel Like Dancing”, there wasn’t any girl that was having that effect on me.

It’s not often at our age now that an opportunity to dance comes our way, usually at weddings.

To be completely honest, I don’t do The Twist or any other kind of dance in the privacy of my home, and I’m not dying to… but I realize with each passing year that the “chance to dance and make romance” with my wife is disappearing like rabbits at a magicians convention. Even more rare is the chance to dance with my girls.

Many of you know that Kenz got hitched last December… We danced like kids. Between my wife, the aerobics and spinning instructor, and my youngest, they liked to nearly killed me… what a way to go.

I understand better now the feeling of that old song, “You Make Me Feel Like Dancing” … along with that other song that was popular about ten years back that said, “If you get the chance… I hope you dance…”