Michael Jackson died. And our Vigan tiled floor was never the same again. Andres wants to learn how to do the moonwalk ala-Michael Jackson circa early 1980s when he rocked with you with everyone in his sequined white glove and flowing dance moves. I only know how to Walk on the Moon as sung by The Police.
Andres would watch the MTV channels to catch a glimpse of MJ’s moonwalk moves then discuss the cause of his death and contribution to the world. Not wanting to remove his nascent interest in music, I would segue my Michael Jackson opinions to what I think is more essential to the music world, James Brown.
I told him of a great man named James Brown who redesigned the landscape of dance as he grooved to his soul funk groove breakout style. A good singer that bridged the color divides between black and white America of his time with his style.
I thought he just let the spirits control his body for his funky steps in an oido manner but he actually named his dance steps and even had a video clip to save it for future James Brown wannabes. I’m glad and it is not only for Andres but for me as well. I feel good!
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