I Took It As It Came And

In The 1930s There Was This Tendency In Hollywood To Portray Everyone As Rich. Even If They Were Doing A Poor Man's Dance, They Were All So Nicely Clothed, Gowned, Coiffured. That's Why I Decided To Wear White Socks, Loafers, T-shirts, And Blue Jeans. I Had A Sociopolitical Context In Front Of Me: I Was A Child Of The Depression Who Danced In A Way That Would Represent The Common Man.

I Had Been Asked To Open A Nightclub In Atlantic City. They Offered Me A Ridiculous Amount Of Money. They Literally Overpaid Me. So I Did One Show A Night. Then They Asked Me Back By Popular Demand. So I Went Back. Then I Said, "to Hell With This." I Was Only Doing It For The Money, And I Was Doing Easy Routines. It's Just Too Much Work To Get Up Every Day And Practice.

At 14 I Discovered Girls. At That Time Dancing Was The Only Way You Could Put Your Arm Around The Girl. Dancing Was Courtship. Only Later Did I Discover That You Dance Joy. You Dance Love. You Dance Dreams.

The Only Time I Feel Pressured Is When Some Woman's Husband Comes Over And Says, "will You Go Ask My Wife To Dance? She's A Great Dancer And Would Just Love To Dance With You."suddenly There's A Crowd Of People Standing Around Us And They Expect That They're About To See Fred And Ginger. Here The Woman And I Have Just Met, And These People Think That It's Showtime. That Is The Only Time I Think It Is Really Embarrassing.

I Think Dancing Is A Man's Game And If He Does It Well He Does It Better Than A Woman.