I do believe I love dancing more than anything in the world. My former boyfriend J. said to me once that he thought you shouldn't compare anything to sex, or sex to anything: sex stands outside comparison. I agree with this, and with those terms set out I feel safe in saying, I do believe I love dancing more than anything in the world. All dancing. Any dancing.
But I'll tell you what I don't like: I don't like people who stand on the dancefloor. I have many assumed hates, but very few actual hates. But this is one of them.
There used to be a group called The Dead Milkmen (whom I was required to like because they were from Philadelphia, and you have to feel pride in nice people from where you live who get famous), who had a song called "You'll Dance to Anything." It was a very amusing song for its time, a long rant against those people in the '80's who only danced to British New Wave music (not that I was one of those people. Oh, no). At one point the singer tells these pretentious fools not to clutter up his bar: "I came here to drink, not to get laid." Whenever I see people standing conversing on the dance floor, I think of this line, but change it to, "I came here to dance, not to get laid." Dance floors are for dancing on, people. If you want to chit-chat, step to the bits on the side. If you're not dancing, get off the fucking floor. Goddammit. (and I am not someone who says fuck very much.)