The Space Dance & Arts Centre

I do improvisation classes here. Visualise a large group of 20 and 30 year something year olds doing physical improv or spoken word improv and you have my Wednesday nights wrapped up.
I digress.
I have only been to one of the large studio rooms for improv. It’s surrounded by mirrors on the wall and gets rather hot. Scantily clad chicks who have been doing the hop hop classes hoping to be the next Queen Beyonce saunter past and flick their hair. The occasional junkie stumbles by. It just adds to the ambience whilst you’re doing physical comedy.

This place scared me. Not because the place itself was scary but because the idea of dance petrifies me, especially me experiencing dance for the first time, alone. helpless. In fact the place was pretty awesome like something out of a dance movie. circa 1987.
Actually, correction this was not just dance this was hip-​hop, which not only requires co-​ordination but an immense dedication to the beat and I have trouble finding the beat, even when its connected to my I pod and ringing over and over in between my ears.
Although advertised as a beginners class, I did not feel this was the case. There was so much assumed knowledge here that it felt like 95% of the class were regulars and the dance instructor was not about to cater for the creatively challenged 5% that constantly lagged behind. The instructor was off in her own little world dancing her dance offs and winner her trophies, A+ for enthusiasm lady but can you please put the instruction in instructor? Many Thanks.