Dancers are being asked to make dance as well as be dancers. Susan Bendall offers some ideas to stimulate your choreography gene.
Ten years ago, a group of friends got together to boogie in the shadows. No Lights No Lycra is an international sensation and now it’s celebrating its birthday with a series of free parties.
In the basement of the Rhino Room, led by the friendly people of No Lights No Lycra Adelaide, participants are free to dance or move however they wished for an hour – in the dark. As the name suggests, there are no lights allowed – including mobile phones or smart watches. NLNLis a judgement-free zone, after a few minutes of self-consciousness, I realised that no one was judging me – they couldn’t even see me! I could do all my best ‘80s dance moves, totally out of time with the music!
How does “going to a nightclub for Yoga classes” sound? Pretty neat, right? This is the upcoming New York City party scene trend.
When a friend asks me: “Do you want to go out tonight to nightclub?” or “Let’s go for Happy Hour after work?”, they clearly mean some cool party or a great place in town for drinks.
In New York, a “trendsetter” type-of-city, these questions can exceed the obvious understanding.
Now, you can go to nightclubs that offer yoga classes in the middle of huge dance floors, paired with amazing DJs, shinning disco balls or even a rave party before going to work!
Here, we list some of the best places to visit. Plus, we tell you how to hit the gym in style or start your day at an “alcohol and drugs free” rave party!
Some of the most purely joyful moments I’ve had in the past couple years have come while dancing. Sometimes at contra dances, which are nerdy and sweaty and call for you to surrender to the pleasure of forming patterns in a group. Also at No Lights No Lycra, a weekly dance party (held in cities around the world) where you can’t see anyone besides their vague outline, and you dance as hard as you can, however you want, without worrying what anyone thinks of you.
On Thursday night, I did something seriously out of character.
I, er, bopped side to side because I’m an incredibly awkward human. And then I danced like I was 18 again in the clubs. And like I was headbanging at a rock concert.
And I did all of this in a room full of strangers and it probably definitely wasn’t pretty, but it didn’t matter because I did it in pitch black darkness.
It was weird. And awesome.
It’s mental health week across Mount Alexander and there’s no better time to put on your dancing shoes and lose yourself to dance!
Learn the secret to joyously moving your bod in a room full of sweaty strangers at 7.30pm on a weeknight – no wine necessary.
On a Thursday evening in Newtown, a community hall on Church Street slowly fills with people. The lights are low and loud music blares from speakers.
“Give it a song or two and people are cheering and singing along at the top of their lungs,” says Ash Maher, who runs the Sydney chapter of No Lights No Lycra with her best friend Jodie Fisher. “It’s pretty amazing how you’re dancing on your own but feel the power of the group at the same time.”