Holy shit. I forgot how much that woman can kick my ass.
Morocco is this New York bitch of a bellydancer who just so happens to be one of the foremost experts in raqs sharqi (the real name for it, she won't even use the term "bellydance") and knows fucking everything. Also, mezmerizing dancer. Also happened to celebrate her 65th birthday today. You would never guess it, watching her dance. I'd seen her once before, like 4-5 years ago, and she still leaves me breathless.
So I (and two dozen others) learned a full choreography from her today. Learning from her is hard. She goes fast and she expects you to get it. The teaching method is:
I sense going to bed early tonight.
Morocco is this New York bitch of a bellydancer who just so happens to be one of the foremost experts in raqs sharqi (the real name for it, she won't even use the term "bellydance") and knows fucking everything. Also, mezmerizing dancer. Also happened to celebrate her 65th birthday today. You would never guess it, watching her dance. I'd seen her once before, like 4-5 years ago, and she still leaves me breathless.
So I (and two dozen others) learned a full choreography from her today. Learning from her is hard. She goes fast and she expects you to get it. The teaching method is:
Teach step 1. Do step 1 three times with music.Do you comprehend how fucking much dancing that is? A "step" isn't just "eight counts of shimmy," it's a full combo of moves. And however many moves the song is broken into, you dance for 3*(timeofmove1-x)! long. I'm trying to get across to you people that my muscles are about to give out and I'm exhausted, but oh boy would I not give it up for the world.
Teach step 2. Do steps 1 and 2 three times with music.
Teach step 3. Do steps 1-3 three times with music.
Teach step 4. Do steps 1-4 three times with music.
....
Teach step 15 (final). Do entire routine three times through with music.
I sense going to bed early tonight.