Apparently people do that old-fashioned dancing shit to “modern” music now
The “dancing is a form of entertainment” fad has to stop right here. It was cute when that crippled kid was busting moves to Mint Royale on Britain’s Got Talent, but we’re four years deep into this deal now, and maybe 60% of single women aged 24 to 32 spend their Friday evenings dressed like less-suicidal versions of the clientele of Bloomsbury Bowling Lanes, doing fucking, idk, “lindy hopping” or other stuff with stupid names.
I mean, word to J-Zone, “I don’t dance bitch, my dick won’t fit in the club”, but even then, a room full of desperation clad in poodle skirts doesn’t strike me as the greatest achievement our generation will provide.
This video doesn’t need to exist. Apparently there’s two styles of dance at play here, but being as none of them are crip walking I couldn’t tell. And I’m not really sure why the late, lamented Fall Out Boy are soundtracking this either: long-time ILB heads will remember this classic, pre-Glee look at American high school choirs singing shitty modern rock tracks in an attempt to convince themselves they had some kind of cool cache. I can only presume the choreographers here had similar ideas, but instead it’s just a bit like that shit you get in bars where they’ve put the big screen TV on 4Music but decided to play off the jukebox instead, and you get “Two Out Of Three Ain’t Bad” seemingly coming out of Pixie Lott’s mouth.
I mean, I could research to find more examples of this schtick, but that doesn’t strike me as a great way to spend my natural resources.