Some Dean Winchester tap dancing because I miss tap dancing classes.
Life long friends; Ruby Keeler and Patsy Kelly attending Jack Blue's School of Dance in NYC around 1922/23 and again backstage in the Broadway revival of "No, No, Nanette" in 1971.
I'm a clumsy ballerina
Dancing from sorrow to morrow
Trying to take a twirl with happiness
But never quite succeeding
Prince charming asks if he can have this dance
I say yes, but honestly, I just want to chasse and get away
I’d much rather be exploring this castle
Instead of being stuck at this boring ball
Switching from person to person, trying and trying is tiring
As a misfit, I am tremendously tired of these triplets
Hanging heavy in the air
Making it hard to fly
I’m out of breathe
Can I just plie and stop with this ballet?
To take a rest
I do an arabesque
I do not recognize this music
But my heart is pounding out the beat to this mad song that plays on and on
I'm off time
And out of grace
I'm dipping and tripping all over the place as if I were drunk
I'm stepping on peoples toes because I don’t know how this dance goes
Too dizzy
To know that I’m in a tizzy
With my tap shoes, I'm trying to tap out
How could I question my depression
When I know that it is the most graceful and charming
While I am inept when it comes to this dance
And my thoughts went from that poor saxophonist to look at that flexibility and strength. Oh wait, looking at the flexibility they might have had a type of EDS.
Still iconic and brilliant. Much wow.
The blessed time of Cab Calloway of his orchestra and his extraordinary dancers.
(Put on sound)