"Competition Dancing: With the pain of pracitising, comes the glory of winning.
Practice doesn't make perfect... it makes permanent!"
At Waipahu, plenty people waiting for the West Waipahu bus. I saw the E bus and I grabbed it. It takes me all the way up the hill to Paiva and Hiapo. From there it an easy bike ride downhill all the way to August Ahrens School. And I got there a little after seven and a good crowd already.
Unfortunately, the later trickle did not materialize, and Maurice said that it was probably because the change of venue and perhaps even some people going to go out the next day to the UH game. So we learn everywhere, we gotta take the downs with the ups. Those that were there were having a ball.
Opening shot of the far side. Usually has less people but today, solid.
Went around to get information and danced a few. Of course, some ladies did not choose to dance, their choice. But the people were dancing.
When you'gotta dance, you gotta dance!
These people look like they are willing to dance the night away.
The traditional Ring of Prayer followed by the Onolicious Kau Kau, lucky people.
During the Kau Kau and the line dances I must prepare for my time home. But it is always so gratifying to see more men dancers in the line dancing. These men are developing their own styling to the rhythm of the different dances. No clones. They will carry this styling over to their partner dancing and from there it goes all around.
And there will be more men line dancing in the West than anywhere else.
What is vernacular dancing? Vernacular dance, is an umbrella term used to describe dance styles that evolved outside of dance studios in any available open space such as streets, dance parties, block parties, parks, school yards, raves, and nightclubs, etc. They are often improvisational and social in nature encouraging interaction and contact with spectators and the other dancers.
Fortunately, we are getting Da Reel Social dancers in this part of town.
Nice thoughts and I left before 8:30 and the bike ride was down hill all the way to the Waipahu Transit Center. I had a little time so I went to Times and got some large curd cottage cheese. (hard to find) and some sour cream to make my "jocoque." Then, a miracle, I came across some Mexican style Chorizo. Overpriced but I was not going to argue with anyone, I grabbed it.
"In The Still Of The Night" by Frankie Laine
The bus got there on time and I was home before 10:00 pm. Not bad. Put some of my favorite music on, made myself a little of the nectar of the gods and settled down to do my work. Finished it off the this morning.






