Ugh. It’s not just Monday, but a rainy, gloomy Monday. So I turned to one of my favorite feel better albums, Orchestre Baobab’s “Pirate’s Choice.” A fantastic album, it’s dignified and danceable at the same time.
But wait! There’s a new album! It came out at the beginning of the year, and I couldn’t be happier. Here’s a track from “Tribute To Ndiouga Dieng.”
My Monday just got infinitely better. Here’s hoping yours does, too.
Image by Jimmy Huang. Creative Commons license 2.0.
Sometime after my third cup of coffee, I said to myself, “Why not play some ukrabilly?”
I saw this for the first time on Facebook. Facebook’s translations can be pretty rough, but thanks to one of the comments, I was able to find out that this is a Ukranian band called OT VINTA.
Check out this one; it’s even sillier:
OT VINTA’s website is http://ot-vinta.com. They have other songs posted that are more serious, and feature more of a traditional rock setup. But these are great – how can you feel sad when you’re dancing in a washtub?
Once upon a time, there was a 21 and under club called “Phil’s Bongo Room.” It doesn’t matter where it was; it’s been gone for a long time anyway. It was lost to an unfortunate infestation of luxury condos.
Anyhoo, it was fun and they had live bands and a floor that lit up like the one in “Saturday Night Fever.” I went there one night with two girlfriends; we were all about 13 or 14. They had a cover band that played “Jungle Love.”
Of course it was nowhere near what Morris & Co could do, but the band played really well and were a lot of fun to dance to.
The next song that the cover band played was Lynyrd Skynyrd’s “Gimme Three Steps.” Also a lot of fun, but not necessarily how I would follow up Morris Day & the Time. How about a little Sheila E instead?
Photo Credit: “Dancing With the Storms” by JD Hancock, via Creative Commons
For many of us, the Alley Cat was an inescapable part of gym class in public school.
In case you’re not familiar with it, here’s a demonstration by a fantastic 94 year-old. She’s got me beat when it comes to dance skills.
Or you could do this:
I’m in a seventies mood today …
No matter how much you love your job, Monday mornings can feel like a slow-motion trudge into the deepest bowels of hell … again.
Just in case your morning feels like wading through a waist-deep sea of oatmeal, I’m starting a weekly “Monday Funday Dance Party.” For the days when coffee just isn’t enough.