For the attn of David Mancuso..

[Dj Alex]

Hello David,

Hope you are well , I wanted to ask you a few questions if you have a moment . I noticed when I visited your party in NY the great dancers that came through and let off some serious moves . That memory will be very vivid when thinking about partying in NY at yours and Shelter , TIS etc .
I wanted to ask about the term Lofting as I read some articles about the dancers , those who visited the Garage and those who went to the Loft and the comparisons between the two sets of dancers .I read Loose's interview on underground archives - great guy ! . It is a fascinating topic to me as I have an interest in dance love taking part and watching . My sister studies contemporary dance , she felt very at home when visiting the clubs in NY and really apreciated the etiquette shown between men and women .
Would you be able to elaborate more on this ? .

I would like to commend you and the Loft family once more for offering a place where you can feel free as well . You really succeeded in creating that if that was one of your aims .

Peace Alex :rolleyes: .

[mdpm99]

Dancing at the Loft has been for the most part, "very free form -- do your thing."

Not sure I can nor wish to personally narrow it down to where I would be "categorizing the individuality" of the dancer(s) on the dance floor. I leave that up to others if they wish to go that route.

d

Ps.

The Dance - Oriah Mountaindreamer

I have sent you my invitation,
the note inscribed on the palm of my hand by the fire of living.
Don't jump up and shout, "Yes, this is what I want! Let's do it!"
Just stand up quietly and dance with me.

Show me how you follow your deepest desires,
spiraling down into the ache within the ache,
and I will show you how I reach inward and open outward
to feel the kiss of the Mystery, sweet lips on my own, every day.

Don't tell me you want to hold the whole world in your heart.
Show me how you turn away from making another wrong without abandoning yourself when you are hurt and afraid of being unloved.

Tell me a story of who you are,
and see who I am in the stories I live.
And together we will remember that each of us always has a choice.

Don't tell me how wonderful things will be . . . some day.
Show me you can risk being completely at peace,
truly okay with the way things are right now in this moment,
and again in the next and the next and the next. . .

I have heard enough warrior stories of heroic daring.
Tell me how you crumble when you hit the wall,
the place you cannot go beyond by the strength of your own will.
What carries you to the other side of that wall, to the fragile beauty of your own humanness?

And after we have shown each other how we have set and kept the clear, healthy boundaries that help us live side by side with each other, let us risk remembering that we never stop silently loving

those we once loved out loud.

Take me to the places on the earth that teach you how to dance,
the places where you can risk letting the world break your heart.
And I will take you to the places where the earth beneath my feet and the stars overhead make my heart whole again and again.

Show me how you take care of business
without letting business determine who you are.
When the children are fed but still the voices within and around us shout that soul's desires have too high a price,
let us remind each other that it is never about the money.

Show me how you offer to your people and the world
the stories and the songs
you want our children's children to remember.
And I will show you how I struggle not to change the world,
but to love it.

Sit beside me in long moments of shared solitude,
knowing both our absolute aloneness and our undeniable belonging.
Dance with me in the silence and in the sound of small daily words,
holding neither against me at the end of the day.

And when the sound of all the declarations of our sincerest
intentions has died away on the wind,
dance with me in the infinite pause before the next great inhale
of the breath that is breathing us all into being,
not filling the emptiness from the outside or from within.

Don't say, "Yes!"
Just take my hand and dance with me.

[Dj Alex]

Hello David ,

That's what I got from your party a very free feeling . I was just interested as I had heard the term Lofting and also reading Loose's interview and watching the Maestro film sugessted their was different dancer's doing different styles at each party .
It must of been a truly beautiful feeling watching people really express themselves to the music you have been playing .
We don't have that here only at some of the jazz dance sessions in Camden .

Cheers for the poem as well :D

Peace Alex .