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sorcyress"Shut Up and Dance"0, by Walk the Moon, has somewhat become a theme song for my tired, fractured brain.
I forget exactly which friend it was who described it as an 80s song written in 2014, but that's dead right, and exactly what I require most days. It's upbeat and enthusiastic and I can't help but croon along. My mood takes a noticeable upswing when it plays, enough so that I've been trying to consciously add it to more playlists. Oh yeah, and it's fucking *amazing* to dance to.
It would be an insult to its name were it not, and let's be real, I'm talented enough that "amazing to dance to" translates to "can at least hit the beat with a big stick". That doesn't stop the fact that when I listen to this song, I don't just hear music, I hear movement. It's fast and fun and the sort of song that would be perfect at a fusion night.
The first night of Worldcon, they held a prom. It was...okay --the music was aimed at inducing nostalgia in a very different age of attendee. I wound up more or less attending with C1, the nice gentleman on the other end of my Seattle polycule. It wasn't really a conscious thing --it was just that both of us were up for wandering and parties, while our partners wanted to stay in and get some sleep.
It was actually a really excellent night of con -after the prom, we went and hit up the party hotel a bit (and found out just how many friends we have in common, despite C living on the west coast most his life). One of the things that made it most stellar though was in the middle of prom, when there was a sudden sharp moment of musical clarity, and they played this song.
The four of us had all hit up a fusion dance the weekend before. I knew damn well that C could dance, and well. I grinned, threw myself at him, and had one of the most satisfyingly wild tumbles on the dance floor I've ever known.
(it was also one of the most *exhausting* dances I've done. The fast tempo and having danced some previously didn't help, but I was wearing a rope corset. You try doing serious physical exertion with your lung capacity at half-efficiency, it's not easy! Ah, but I am stubborn, and a good enough dance makes all physical woes stop mattering.)
The non-work parts of Worldcon were fairly up and down, and Thursday especially was a night where I crashed and *hard*. It's nice to have this little piece of it where everything fell into place and just worked. It's nice to have memories of doing dancing which was not hard, with people who are not hard. Something small and strong to pull out when I listen to the song, work over in my head, and be content.
Shut up and dance. <3
~Sor
MOOP!
0: Version linked is a Damn Good movie compilation version. I've seen like twenty other compilation versions at this point, but this one's the classic.
1: Normally I would just use names, but I don't actually know if he's out as poly, even in the lowkey form of "my girlfriend's boyfriend's partner using my first name in their LJ". I figure better safe than sorry.
PostScript: There was also a night before WorldCon, where my brain was very full and busy, and I wound up with the headphones on and eyes closed and dancing the most of the thing with Gabriel. That was quite wonderful --he's danced with me before, but rarely so seriously. Gives me something good to hold onto in the mentalscape.
I forget exactly which friend it was who described it as an 80s song written in 2014, but that's dead right, and exactly what I require most days. It's upbeat and enthusiastic and I can't help but croon along. My mood takes a noticeable upswing when it plays, enough so that I've been trying to consciously add it to more playlists. Oh yeah, and it's fucking *amazing* to dance to.
It would be an insult to its name were it not, and let's be real, I'm talented enough that "amazing to dance to" translates to "can at least hit the beat with a big stick". That doesn't stop the fact that when I listen to this song, I don't just hear music, I hear movement. It's fast and fun and the sort of song that would be perfect at a fusion night.
The first night of Worldcon, they held a prom. It was...okay --the music was aimed at inducing nostalgia in a very different age of attendee. I wound up more or less attending with C1, the nice gentleman on the other end of my Seattle polycule. It wasn't really a conscious thing --it was just that both of us were up for wandering and parties, while our partners wanted to stay in and get some sleep.
It was actually a really excellent night of con -after the prom, we went and hit up the party hotel a bit (and found out just how many friends we have in common, despite C living on the west coast most his life). One of the things that made it most stellar though was in the middle of prom, when there was a sudden sharp moment of musical clarity, and they played this song.
The four of us had all hit up a fusion dance the weekend before. I knew damn well that C could dance, and well. I grinned, threw myself at him, and had one of the most satisfyingly wild tumbles on the dance floor I've ever known.
(it was also one of the most *exhausting* dances I've done. The fast tempo and having danced some previously didn't help, but I was wearing a rope corset. You try doing serious physical exertion with your lung capacity at half-efficiency, it's not easy! Ah, but I am stubborn, and a good enough dance makes all physical woes stop mattering.)
The non-work parts of Worldcon were fairly up and down, and Thursday especially was a night where I crashed and *hard*. It's nice to have this little piece of it where everything fell into place and just worked. It's nice to have memories of doing dancing which was not hard, with people who are not hard. Something small and strong to pull out when I listen to the song, work over in my head, and be content.
Shut up and dance. <3
~Sor
MOOP!
0: Version linked is a Damn Good movie compilation version. I've seen like twenty other compilation versions at this point, but this one's the classic.
1: Normally I would just use names, but I don't actually know if he's out as poly, even in the lowkey form of "my girlfriend's boyfriend's partner using my first name in their LJ". I figure better safe than sorry.
PostScript: There was also a night before WorldCon, where my brain was very full and busy, and I wound up with the headphones on and eyes closed and dancing the most of the thing with Gabriel. That was quite wonderful --he's danced with me before, but rarely so seriously. Gives me something good to hold onto in the mentalscape.
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on 2015-09-19 10:37 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2015-09-20 05:12 pm (UTC)Turns out it's true! They very deliberately went for a Pat Benatar / The Cars sound in the recording.
My mood takes a noticeable upswing when it plays
... yeah. I've noticed this myself. It's kinda neat, in a way that makes me suspicious/nervous and that I can't quite explain.