All My Friends Are Gay

Last weekend, Platinum, the hip hop dance group I joined (you didn't expect to read those words from a 51-year-old did you?) performed at Gay Pride in Oakland. Platinum are part of the New Style Motherlode studio in Oakland and are billed as seasoned dancers (older is such an ugly word, darlings). Currently we are aged between 41 to 62. The audience was two blocks long.

Platinum performing at Gay Pride (my fascinator had fallen off)

New Style Motherlode and Platinum perform the Action Jack

Doing the classic "shoulder swipe" action

Waiting in the dressing tent. Our director, Corey Action, right

Our dressing tent neighbours

Paula knitting before she goes on

Backstage

"Ms Jody" our sleeves had our names on them

 Toni and me (right) flagbearers for Hella Gay

I appear to be doing something a little different from everyone else...

That morning I was suffering from a cornucopia of free-floating anxieties. Would I make a mistake, would I fall off the stage?  There's nowhere to hide if you're wearing pink tights, dotty frilly skirt and fascinator!  Then the music started and all I could do was grin. One of the transvestites dancing in front of us ceremoniously lifted her skirt and showed us... her very naked bum. The ultimate appreciation, friends!

First off there was Watch me Work....skim to the middle to view us. At times I appear to be doing a completely difference dance to everyone else, hmmm. Then there was Action Jack  - we're in the back. And then Hella Gay, the latest song from Corey Action and pretty much my personal anthem. The words go "All my friends are gay"

I caught my eldest, Harley, (16 years old today by the way) watching the videos. "Mom" he said: "Good for you - you are getting way low on that one move."

"The man said: On the flo!" I answered. Actually I didn't, but I should have said it. Artistic license darlings.

Any on the flo' in your weekend?