Wizard’s Zouk
May 27th 2009 02:23
Ana, Johnny and I
One of the highlights of my bachata festival was actually a pair of Zouk dances. You would think that I was dancing with Kadu or one of the best zoukers in the house, with a brilliant song and full space to turn, twist and dip, hum?
Well no. With no disrespect, he was one of the worst zoukers in the house. I don’t mean to offend him; it was simply that he wasn’t a zouker at all. He doesn’t dance zouk yet and his intention was to learn there, right in the middle of the Sydney Bachata Festival.
The best way to describe Johnny is to say he is the “I-don’t-care-naughty-Johnny”. It means he dances like the world was going to end, not tomorrow, but right at the very next minute. He is a great dancer of salsa and bachata, an honest bachata lover, and has been nagging me since last year’s Brisbane festival to teach him zouk.
I was watching people dance when Johnny got me to teach him the basics. I cannot do the leading part for the sake of my life... Imagine teaching it! As a teacher I am an excellent pastry chef, which means: I have no clue. But we kept trying; enlisting the help of a few people on the queue to get drinks. We were dancing on the carpet in front of the bar and we managed to get the basic step and the eight step. That was it and such a victory! We had fun, laughing and trying.
He is a good learner and got the gist of it quickly, with a good body movement and no shame at all we kept dancing a few zouks in the corridors. Zouk is one of those styles where well done basics are more than enough... On top of dancing in the middle of people’s way (whole songs of basics) we started doing something else... I call it in my mind “the wizard dancing”.
We broke apart and started dancing one in front of the other and he started guiding me with hands and body movements, no touching. I just started following and it was a new and thrilling experience. It felt like sorcery, an enchanting time...
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