It had been a long time, what with one thing or another, that I’d been out to a club, and so last night I pulled on a gown (Clio’s Yvonne, in black; pictures in future) and ran off to an old favorite, Frank’s Elite Jazz. The crowd was fun, the lag was minimal — man, I love this new computer! — and the music was mostly great. There’ll always be something you don’t like at a club, but just as often more that you do. Last night’s DJ pulled out a mix of modern and classic crooners, slow and fast, that kept the dancers in the main ballroom quite happy.
A kiss is still a kiss....
While there, I saw this one couple dancing in what was a almost perfect matchup to every song played; within a handful of bars of the song starting, they had shifted their danceball choice to a style that matched what was playing. Applause to Wulf Carlucci and Cayleen Linette for being a smashing couple, witty in their conversation, active with the people around them, and for mastering the very hard trick of spontaneous in-world dancing from simple rocking to high-kick active styles. I gave them both copies of this candid photo I shot while there on the sidelines.
