Santa Monica Pier.
Kasey Chambers on stage, singing Not Pretty Enough.
In front of me, a little girl with no sense of rhythm, dancing awkwardly in her blue hoodie, having a blast. She has not yet gained Kasey’s self-consciousness and pain; she’s comfortable in her body, happy to jerk her arms and legs about in front of a crowd.
I whisper in my heart, “May it last, little girl. May it last.”
Posted by suchwildlove on August 2, 2012
http://suchwildlove.com/2012/08/02/dance-like-nobodys-watching/
At 9pm she was dancing in the aisles, tossing crap in the cart as I followed her around. I bought flowers and wine. We were both happy.
Posted by suchwildlove on March 3, 2012
http://suchwildlove.com/2012/03/03/march-2/
7: call me dorky, but I love bush dancing. Nettie hired a well known bush band, Franklyn B. Paverty, to play at Dad’s birthday party, and I, for one, had a blast letting loose on the dance floor. Today Nettie, Dad and I went to see them play at an Australia Day celebration, at which plenty of people got up to waltz and polka. It really was a ton of fun.
Posted by suchwildlove on January 26, 2012
http://suchwildlove.com/2012/01/26/how-australia-calls-me-part-seven/
