I finally sucked it up this weekend and braved going to my first Afro-Brazilian dance class. In college, I took Dance of Indonesia, so it’s not totally out of left field that I’d be interested in cultural dance. It’s one of those things that I’ve been wanting to do for a while, but always came up with lame excuses on why I couldn’t go…or just never mustered up enough courage. I feel like for the past year or so, I’ve fallen into a routine with the BF, a comfortable zone if you will. We do most things together because we’re addicted to each other’s company (and that’s a good thing), but I firmly believe that we should each also have our own hobbies….thus, the class. Let me give you the lowdown on my experience.
I didn’t know what to expect, but the reviews I read online did mention the words “intense” in them. Half excited, half nervous, I set foot inside class. A bunch of girls are gabbing and catching up, clearly all of them were regulars and knew each other well….high-fiving the teacher and what not. Then, the live drummers (yes, 5 of them!) arrive and class officially begins. The rhythm of the drums is so infectious that you immediately want to move to the beat…and I’m hooked. I love a good beat. Who doesn’t? And now the intimidating part…the teacher breaks us out into groups of 4 and we have to perform each section of the dance in front of the class. I’m sure I looked like a fool, but I think I held my own. An hour and a half later, I’m exhausted and sore…Fast full body movements with wild swinging arms, booty shaking fun, and pounding fists in the air. Holy s*&%! It’s so much fun. Totally doing this again!
I don’t have pictures or video (oh, heck no…how embarrassing would that be), but here’s a taste of what it was sort of like (except we had a bigger room and better drummers). Oh, and for any of you that live in the Bay Area, I highly recommend Tania’s class at ODC in the Mission.