No Kind of Dancer / by Kendall R

It was Robert Earl Keen who sang, on his debut album No Kind of Dancer , “I tried hard to tell you I was no kind of dancer,” and I have always felt I was no kind of one either. Dance was always the one art form I looked at and thought, “I can’t do that, but wish I could.” Maybe it was inhibition. Maybe it was growing up in Texas as a white kid assuming I wasn’t given a dance gene. But that hasn’t dampened my desire to get out on a floor and know how to cut a rug....Read the rest at CuratorMagazine .