Dance like nobody's watching
The craziest I get on a weekend these days is having a fabulous meal with friends and 1 to many glasses of Pinot Noir. I thought because I am so often well-behaved I might just go out with my husband and get a little loose. We had dinner at Alpha with our two best friends (The Alpha food review is coming next) and ordered some delicious cocktails and then I asked Benj "Are we staying out tonight or heading home after this?" I needed to know whether or not I needed to put my game face on! He said we were staying so I ordered another round. After the feast at Alpha we headed to The Star. Our friends play in a band called Suite AZ and perform every Sunday night at Rock Lilly. Benj and I have a soft spot for this band as they were crooning the night we fell in love all those years ago at Piano room (classy I know). The crowd at Rock Lilly is definitely a mixed bag. It is in no way cool or the hottest place to be seen and that is something I love about it. We go there for the music and to dance. There is a hip hop dj in between the bands sets and it is always my favourite part of the night. I dance like no one is watching and to be honest they're not. Everyone is so deeply in their own zone they don't care what is happening around them.
There is this 70 year old asian man who is at this place every week without fail. He has his bottle of water and his napkin (to wipe his brow) and he grooves and jives in the most delightful yet energised way for someone his age. He is always alone and stays in his own world, never interacting with anyone else. He is full of joy and rhythm and you can tell this is his happy place. Next to him is a 21 yr old Nigerian man named John. He is also alone. We get into a deep conversation about what being "alone" really means.. This by the way is in-between him making love to the music (his words not mine).
There is a cute 20 something female who's dressed full geek chic (rimmed glasses included) and she is getting down with classic 90's moves next to her are the two cougars who are dressed to the nines, Merlot in hand, dropping it like its hot. I am not sure if they are divorcee's or their just for the music like me? It doesn't matter either way. Then there is me dancing and twirling and feeding off all their energy. Between the people watching and a couple of dance offs I had with this unusual bunch I was joyful!
Laughing and moving and jumping and jiving. Nothing matters when your that happy. You are so in the now. It feeds your soul. I think we all need a little more of this is our lives.
This place supports pure joy with no judgement. No matter how you look, what you do for a living or how cool you are. None of that rubbish matters. It's just a group of people sharing their Sunday night together. Busting a move.
