Here I sit, toward the end of the day at a bellydance competition. Everyone has had a long day and the acts have progressed into what is effectively the “silly” category. This includes someone with a quasi-military outfit dancing to a Top Gun medley, someone dancing to Def Leopard, someone with added sound effects (she throws things offstage to the sounds of glass breaking and cats screaming, with a couple of mistuned radio song changes in between…the Macarena… an Irish jig, etc), someone with music that started French-accordion and ended up as guitar surf, and so on.
I narrowly avoided getting pushed on stage for the big hair competition
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