So I can't sleep. Long week to catch up, but I did have an interesting visit to a club after I went into work Saturday. An ATF was dancing, haven't seen her for about a year or so, we talked and remenisced (SP?) about old times. Even though she is only 25 and has only danced for 5 years we agreed the buisness has changed. I think, and she agreed that talent is no longer a requirement. Girls used to know how to dance and move, this is music independant, even with the rap shit they can't stay in time now. Apparently it doesn't matter. Having a conversation with this ATF suddenly highlited what pale immitations all the other girls were. They can't dance, they can't talk, they can't connect. I had the best 3 hours in a club i've had in probably 2 years because I re-connected with a good dancer. It just highlited to me how impoverished the biz is lately. Can't say I blame FONDL for not going for a year. After today I wonder what the hell I was bothering for, for the most part.
Thoughts?


I also agree with a point that Chandler made a long time ago, that we often view the past through rose-colored glasses. We remember the good times but not the bad (unless they were REALLY bad.) I know I'm sometimes guilty of that.
My own personal problem is that I so enjoyed spending time with ATF (still do but she quit dancing 8 years ago) that every club visit since then has been disappointing. Combine that with how expensive the hobby has become and it just isn't worth it to me anymore. I'm sure I'll drop by a club again one of these days when it's convenient to do so, but I won't spend very much and I'll probably be disappointed. It's true - you can't go home again, it isn't there anymore.