Making Love With Music
Posted by Michelle Moquin on 19th February 2009
I needed to unwind last night, cut loose…get my ya ya’s out in the form of dance. I love to dance and it has been awhile since I have. Ever since my girlfriend and I have gone dancing with our men (we always have so much fun), she has been inviting me to go with her to her Wednesday evening dance class. She knows how much I love to dance and thought I would love this atmosphere. So last night I decided to join her and another good friend.
I was so looking forward to great music and a cool space to just get down and dirty.
When I arrived, I paid my 10 bucks and entered this candlelit room, which is actually a fellowship hall for a spiritual congregation. It was a good size space with a cool vibe and I was excited to be there. I met with my two friends who introduced me to a few others. We chit chatted for a few minutes until the music began to play and everyone started warming up.
My body was stiff – I hate to admit it, but I can’t remember the last time that I did my yoga, let alone any type of stretching. It felt good.
Three songs later everyone was up and dancing and I was still on the floor. Why? Well, to be perfectly honest, I was not inspired to get off of the floor. The music so far was not my kind of music. My girlfriend had warned me that the regular person spinning the tunes was not there for a few weeks and that this person had a bit of a different take on music. Uh…ya got that right.
Let me just say that I am one who loves music but I am not one that needs to listen to it all of the time. I don’t like having music on just for the sake of having it in the background. Music needs to do something for me to appreciate it.
For instance, when I go to the Symphony, I love the way the music moves me, the feeling that I get as it enters my body and my mind. I could just close my eyes and lose myself in it and be perfectly happy. It is an orgasm of the mind. Of course, not every symphony has that effect on me. It may just bring out the joy in me or the child in me depending on what I am hearing and what the music evokes in me.
But, when I go dancing, I want the music to hit me so hard, to inspire me so much…that I can’t contain myself and I must get off my feet. I want to feel the beat, the pulse of the music enter my body…to move me in a tribal way…I know it sounds cliché, but I want to be one with the music. I want to feel as if the music is making love to me. And when the music is right, I can make love for hours. It is truly a sensuous, and yet very primitive dance between me and the song. A good dance partner can inspire me even more so, but at times it matters not whether I am dancing with someone or not. My relationship is with the beat of the music. And like making love with the one you are in love with, and you lose yourself in the act, I too can lose myself in the music. Now…that to me is dancing.
This class was not that for me, unfortunately. The music didn’t necessarily have a beat to connect with. It was Greatful Dead’ish in slow mo, if you know what I mean. Movements were very animated, and very playful for some. Others floated around the room in their own world, and some just rolled around on the floor. No judgment, it just was what it was.
I believe this class is for people who want to connect with their bodies and emotions through music, which is fine. However, I am not one who needs music to connect me to my body. I am very connected to it. I did this type of dance many years ago when I was seeking to connect with myself. I did this mostly in workshops that were of the ‘self help’ kind, and I totally got that this was probably what this class was about for some.
Minutes later when I finally picked myself up off the floor and became a wall flower for the first time in my life :), my instinct was confirmed. A woman walked over to me and said, ‘I know this is a bit weird, being this is your first time, but we try to keep moving even when we are standing.’ I smiled and said, ‘Oh this is not weird (and I thought, I go to Burning Man – this is mild!), I am just not inspired by the music yet.’ Her reply was, ‘Oh, well in spite of not being inspired, you must dance to what does not move you.’….or something like that. And she walked away. Oh Okay. And I thought, ‘I came here to dance my ass off, I paid my 10 bucks, the music isn’t inspiring me, and now I have someone telling me that I must move and dance to music that doesn’t move me.’
Being the open-minded person that I am, and since I was already there, I decided to take her advice. Fortunately, the next song did inspire me…well sort of. I floated around the room for the next 2 or 3 songs hoping that the music and I would at least start dating. We did for a song or two but I knew the relationship wouldn’t last. The chemistry was not there. We never did make love.
I said my goodbyes and walked away relieved that I was out of this uninspiring relationship. And yet I was smiling knowing that true love was always around the corner just waiting for me…and I knew exactly where to go.
Readers: What is your relationship with music like? Are you making love or just dancing through the motions? Blog me.
I have read all of your comments this morning and I will reserve my thoughts till tomorrow. Until then…
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