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No lights, No lycra


April 13, 2012 by Van Roberts

Dancing. You either like it or you don’t. If you enjoy jumping around your living room and find yourself bopping to music played in supermarkets, then get to No lights, No lycra.

The premise is simple: dance like no one’s watching. And no one does, because the lights are turned off. For an hour and a half people of all ages and sizes, some actually wearing lycra, jump, sashay, twist and jiggle to their heart’s content. There is plenty of room and everyone is respectful of personal space, though some of the tunes are quite dodgy.

The music selection ranges from La Bamba to Samba, Otis Redding to hip-hop and Bollywood. I got lost in a ten-minute disco set and didn’t think I was going to make it out alive. The bad music makes the evening fun; dancing to music you hate tests your creativity. At other times the songs are dead on: interestingly, the theme from ‘Flashdance’ got everyone into a frenzy.

The fun of it all is multiplied by seeing so many people moving freely – none of this Melbourne shuffle or step-touch business. There are good dancers, terrible dancers and downright strange ones. The best thing? No one cares.

No Lights, No Lycra

Tuesdays 7.45pm. St Mark’s Hall, 250 George St, Fitzroy

Wednesdays 7pm. 49 Nicholson St, Brunswick East.

$5

www.nolightsnolycra.blogspot.com.au

The views expressed in this article are the views of the author and not necessarily the views of Melting Pot.


Author Details

Van Roberts

Van is a Melbourne freelance writer. She has contributed to Frankie, Time Out, RHUM and The Pluck. A book of poetry will be released soon.

Van spent hours on a typewriter as a child, which gave her a love for the written word. She also has an appreciation for wrestling, tequila and coffee. Van writes a blog, Scribbley-Ness.


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