Archive | July 2012


So, I went to a pop-culture convention recently. There was a formal dance, two raves, and men with boomboxes. I wrote this a few days after.

One of the things I love the most about Connecticon is the dancing.
From the folk setting down pocket speakers & boomboxes and the growing gaggle that forms, the impromptu conga lines going everywhere, the people who hear a song and instantly get down, the vocaloid/caramelldansen/etc. routines, the seething mass of people at the rave, the circles that inevitably form within them, the breakers, poppers, lockers, shufflers, swing dancers and much much more that will show their style in that circle and the pure energy and excitement that goes on there.

And the variety of people.
As a relatively decent-ish breakdancer in my little corner of the world (Taiwan)
the variety of people is always amazing. I’m used to going to breakdancing competitions where every dancer has “the look” much like business men have the three-piece suit.

But no. Not here. This is *ConnectiCon*.
There’s people in wizard robes, full-body suits, dressed as Goku, Bleach’s Shinigami, Goths, Punks, What-have-you, just about *anything*, and that’s just so refreshing from the
“Every Bboy has a 59Fifty baseball cap, a T-shirt with english on it and the word “Bboy”, and a pair of Dickies work pants or Adidas or whatever hot now”
which, though it is of course slightly exaggerated, not too far from the truth.
Now I’m usually a fiercely shy person unless i’m around people I’m comfortable with and trust, but I’m trying to change that. Dance more in front of people.
Usually for that means competition, where everyone’s looking for the worst mess up, people have high standards of skill, and you’re trying to convey “You don’t have a chance to take me” to the other person. Of course, it’s not that cold at all.
Most everyone’s friendly and cool, but it can be very intimidating, feeling like you’re drawing with stick in the dirt and showing to a master painter until you realize they’re happy for you too, perhaps you notice that little half nod as you get that new skill

But the energy here.
Most of the time, everyone’s cheering on everyone. I feel like we’re here first and foremost to have fun, not battle the other guy.
We don’t care if your moves are sloppy, if you don’t think you’re good enough or whatever, we’re just psyched you’re getting down!
And if you’re cosplying as well, then plus the internet to you.
We look for the good, not the bad.
And if it turns out that the guy in the body suit who can probably barley see can breakdance, Mario and Peach can swing, or Goku can do flares, then everyone a-screaming through the roof and cheering themselves horse.

That kind of “Holy crap that just happened did you see that?!?!” energy is what makes me always want to go above and beyond my limits, and give 120%.
I always do something I didn’t think I could do, or that I thought I couldn’t do without warming up and stretching for a while because in the moment with everyone around so excited and happy, there is no more hesitation, no fear for me.

Of course, that docent mean it always works for every move i almost have, but the bruises, scrapes, and burns are all a part of the experience, little reminders of “that time at CtCon when” and that happiness much outweighs the minor pain.