Picture this: Third Place Books has an area known as "the commons", which is basically a food court with a stage and dance floor. The minute the music started, the dance floor was full. Every variety of person you can imagine, and from 3 to 83. Little girls in their dress up princess clothes and shoes with flashing pink lights. Old couples two-stepping, reminiscent of "RFD TV". Teenagers jitterbugging. A gray-haired ponytail guy with a dance style I can only describe as "semi-spastic swing". A very elegant 70-ish woman with long, curly, platinum blonde hair and 4-inch spike heels. A couple easily in their 80's, the man with jaunty beret. What a hoot, and the music was great too!
We stayed only for the first set, as we wanted to get to Big Daddy's in Woodinville to see Dr. Funk, my very favorite dance band. By the time we got there, there appeared to be not an empty seat in the house. There was a birthday party going on that took up at least 40 seats, and as it was just beginning to break up we managed to snatch seats right next to the dance floor.
Dr. Funk plays the best dance music ever written, 70's and 80's funk (as you might expect). Once again, as soon as the band started, the dance floor was full. This is a slightly different crowd from the previous... no 3 year olds. Mostly 30's to 50's, I would say, dressed in everything from blue jeans and sneakers (me) to little black dresses and high heels. One woman in a yellow minidress with black polka dots dancing wildly by herself for most of the night. I mean, wildly enough that people were leaving a space around her so as not to get injured. Reminded me a bit of Elaine's dancing style on Seinfeld.
We were on the dance floor at least half the time until just after midnight, me grinning so hard my face hurt. Gerry and I caught the 1am ferry home (last boat). I could not quite get myself up to make it to my 10:30am class in Coupeville this morning. But it was sooo worth it!
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