Last night was one of those really fun nights of going out. Without going into all the details, the most memorable part was when my brother and I organized a super-long “grinding train” on the dance-floor which consisted - at its peak - of something like 12 girls and 3 guys. We just kept pulling people in, until we were this huge winding serpent of hips and asses shaking under the club lights. Fantastic.
Also, I finally saw a few other dudes out who knew how to get out there and shake what their mammas gave them. Especially this one little Asian dude who moved in that totally fluid way people who know martial arts seem to move. I mean, maybe he didn’t know martial arts. I’m not trying to make a racial observation. I’m just saying, that’s how he danced. It was really cool…
In other news, I’ve been listening to a lot of Afghan Whigs the past couple days and really fucking enjoying it. I only have maybe like 8 tracks I downloaded some time ago, but they rule. I wonder why Doug is the only person I know who really champions them. Doug’s good for that sort of thing, I find. Anyway, if he ever finds the time, he should burn me a cd with more of their mp3s on it, plus some Archers of Loaf and stuff like that.
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