Do you do you do you do you wanna dance?

I like to dance. In fact, I love to dance, despite nature's evidence to the contrary. Given enough alcohol, I will in fact dance to anything, even Belle and Sebastian and Pavement, if Paul is to be believed.

But my favourite thing to dance to is 60s garage and bubblegum pop. Because then you can do all those stupid dances like The Pony and The Frug and The Swim and not look like a complete tosser. OK, you still look like a complete tosser, but you look like a retro-ironic tosser. Or something. :-)

"Retro-Ironic Tosser"......good name for a band, that.

i am the john travolta of ilm. and i dance well.

This past weekend I danced myself silly at a wedding in Elora, ON. Did karaoke, too. ("When Doves Cry", and yes it was brilliant!)

i am the john travolta of ilm. and i dance well.

Does that mean you have received the Bee Gees warning of doom?

I love to dance, I'll dance to practically anything. Problem is, I dance like Elaine Benes but if I'm having fun I tend not to care or be too self concious about it.

I like dancing but my problem is I find it hard to look anyone in the eye while I'm doing it. So I just end up dancing next to people, rather than with them. I like dancing to anything except indie 'classics' and 'Come on Eileen'.

Can you dance? Other people on ILE would have to answer thi on my behalf..

indeed i did. much doom was promised, none was delivered. my, the bee gees were toothsome back then. and, yes, thank you! and, no, no hard feelings!

I've come to the conclusion it's best to ignore Fred's ludicrious statements like he likes to dance and he dances well.

I'm always dancing. We dance on the chairs in a coworker's office when we want to leave work, which is like every day. He should install some disco balls and strobe lights, he could totally run a go- go club in that joint.

I dance so badly that I have lost girlfriends because of it. Not kidding. Nicole already beat me to the Elaine comparison, but that's the idea. I really like the Beach Boys version of "Do Ya Wanna Dance" though!

i dance so well, in fact, that ally's co-workers wanted me to dance with them NON-STOP.

and, yeah, "do you wanna dance?" is a great tune.

Enough of your nonsense, Fred! Nobody dances with me, cos they know it would be utterly hopeless to keep up with me and just stand around and gawk in awe. I challenge you to a duel!*throws down rhinestone- covered gauntlet

I am the best non-pro dancer on ILM. It is my greatest asset, my only significant physical talent and my number 1 chat up line, so to speak... I am sore, right now, because I danced *too much* last night, and the previous one, and the night before as well.

Friday -- gritty decadent rockunroll dancing (Dead Boys, Detroit Cobras). Sexy slithering moves and lots of butt-shaking on the MC5's "High School"... "Gabba Gabba Hey! HEY!" shout the girls in unison, and it's as if the dancefloor possesses its own heartbeat...

Saturday -- goth otherworldliness and pompous flowery shit ("Mother Russia!"); doing the famous hoover dance on "I Walk the Line" by ASF. Mean robotized demonic moves on "Assimilate".

Sunday -- 80s! Pre-Vogueing on "Enola Gay" and the Spandaus, arabic posing on "Fata Morgana" by Dissidenten, finishing it up with the full unleashing of my choreographic mastery on "The Queen is Dead".

Legs down to the knees, baby...

Whoa Simon, where in Montreal did you get to dance to the Dead Boys and the MC5 ??

I'm unspeakably bad at dancing, but I sometimes enjoy doing it, if I a) like the music and b) am surrounded by people who are either non-judgemental or in no position to be making fun of me.

Fred, the only reason Cindy wanted to dance with you is because the rest of the men were taken, and none of them wanted to dance anyhow. One crazy coworker does not mean multiple women falling all over themselves to dance with you. I wouldn't even dance with you 99% of the time, I stopped GOING to dance clubs or even asking.

Still, it's better than refusing to dance, like my current. DANCE DAMN YOU DANCE.

Patrick -- viens au Café Chaos! Remarque, faut aimer la petite bande de beautiful losers en cuir et paillettes... Les nanas sont (en général) incroyablement jolies - trash & vaudeville, lignes de mescaline dans les toilettes, t-shirt des Clash et fute en peau de serpent... "All this and More" de Bators, Chrome & Co est un popular favourite... Si ce n'est que pour ça... Si tu penses tripper avec une bande-son allant de "Surrender" de Cheap Trick jusqu'à "Sweet 16" de Iggy, avec tiens, pourquoi pas Anna Karina et sa "Roller Girl", suivi de "Pirate Love" (LAMF!!!) et "In the City" des Jam, pour faire bonne mesure.... Quoi, du Gun Club? Bien sûr. Tu peux pas être déçu, quoi...

GABBA GABBA Hey! HEY!!!

Café Chaos ? Je prends ça en note ! Pour la musique, ça a l'air de mon genre d'endroit - merci pour l'information !

There are only two things in life I am even remotely good at: kissing and dancing. A couple of times I've even managed to succesfully combine both. Sadly, it's all too rare an experiance.

What I don't like about clubs nowadays is the lack of physical contact between boys and girls - surely that was the WHOLE POINT of the dancehall. To get b&g's together! Apart from the odd bump n' grind, everyone dances *apart*. At least 'in the old days' of pre- rave nightclubs you had a good chance in the, ahem, 'erection section' range of slowies, played toward the end of the night, of a chance to finally do or die and try and get a girl to dance wit choo - which would mean shuffling around together for a while to 'Careless Whisper' or something before you could gauge whether your luck was in or not.

The worst thing about the 'erection section' at nightclubs though was that you just HAD to cop off with someone and if you didn't your whole night was ruined and you just went up to the bar to order a quadruple JD and complain that no women want you.

Please Mr Carsmile can we have an erection section at Club Sussed? (Notable, o waverers, for a mighty-close-to-parity gender balance, rare for an indie nite I feel)

I'm not the worst dancer I know, but I'm not good. I can only really dance to stuff I know, and I also tend to need a drink or two. And like Nick I'm bad at eye contact. All of which makes it nothing short of phenomenal that my girlfriend and I met at a disco.

"He's The Worst Dancer" - now there's a song for ya.

Anyhow, where can I find these clubs where everyone dances apart? Every time I go to a club and agree to dance with some guy, I can't get them OFF me. It's like, listen, if I wanted to fuck you, I'd say, "Hey, let's leave". Now get your dick off me and dance for christ's sake.

I need to go to you people's clubs because I'm totally off of clubs because of this sort of behavior. I mean, these guys just come up behind you and START GRINDING YOU without any word at all. I mean, what, you looking to be punched in the face? Assholes.

I dance horizontally - serious....at a gig the other night, I was lying on the floor, resting (no booze or drugs involved) and I was kinda wiggling my feet and head...it felt goooood, OK?

much as i love dancing, i never thought i was any good at it until i was applauded for my dancing prowess two nights in a row recently ... on night one, two complete strangers ran up and hugged me in a post- gig club and said "we love your dancing!". and on night two, the singer from the Mull Historical Society announced from the stage that i'd "won the dancing competition". naturally, i take all this to mean that i'm a brilliant dancer rather than i'm so crap i'm fascinating to watch. yowsah yowsah yowsah!

I was only ever congratulated for my dancing ability at uni and then I'm sure it was only coz the overall standard of dancing was lower than among the n. London teenagers I'd left behind. What puzzles me is the what I most *enjoy* dancing to....New Order's "Temptation", Julian Cope's "Beautiful Love", the Fall's "High Tension Line" and "Poor Skeleton Steps Out" by XTC. Why these, when so much music designed to be danced to doesn't do it for me....?

I won my 1st record (Saturday Night Fever OST) aged 7 at a disco-dancing contest, thanks to sick moves and sheer cuteness no doubt. Then absolute fascination for breakdancing (through the Beat Street, Breakin' and Wild Style movies) and frustrating inability to be any good at it.

Teenage years spent with perennial Alex in NYC-type music tastes = no dancing for me. Then raving for hours most weekends over maybe five years, learning what dancing feels like. By 95 I'm a DJ - and those don't dance, as is well known.
Ten years after that I finally learn what dancing actually means as opposed to wiggling in a personal fashion. Moral : if you grow up in Europe anywhere north of Italy or Spain you dance like a robot and sidestep (ha!) a whole universe of expression through dancing.

i feel sorry for the women who think i can't fuck like a rabbit on heat in spring because i can't dance.they deny themselves the wonder of me.lol.
isn't the caterpillar dancing ?