Hec, isn't the Hora the Jewish dance? Am I twisting my Horas and Hava Nagilas? Help. I need posters of other ethnicities, now.
A WASP, a Jew, and a Greek walk into a bar...
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Hec, isn't the Hora the Jewish dance? Am I twisting my Horas and Hava Nagilas? Help. I need posters of other ethnicities, now.
A WASP, a Jew, and a Greek walk into a bar...
isn't the Hora the Jewish dance? Am I twisting my Horas and Hava Nagilas?
The Hora is a Jewish dance. (Well, I think that, if you want to be really technical about it, it's an Israeli dance.) The song it's usually danced to is Hava Nagila.
t edit: although, now that I've done a bit of googling, it looks like the Hora is also the name of an ancient Greek dance that's still danced in Romania
t edit again: and a bit more googling tells me that the Israeli hora was influenced by dances brought by Romanian Jews, who were probably influenced by the Romanian hora, which was probably based on that Greek hora.
The Hora is a Jewish dance. (Well, I think that, if you want to be really technical about it, it's an Israeli dance.) The song it's usually danced to is Hava Nagila.Thanks, Hil.
Erm, we had "Sunrise, Sunset" as our father-daughter mother-son dance.Yeah, we might have had it sung in the church. I'll have to ask my mother (because if we did, we did it for her benefit). I know we had Noel Paul Stookey's The Wedding Song (There Is Love) sung. We couldn't afford a band, so we had a DJ at the reception. We danced our first dance to Stevie Wonder's Overjoyed. You may all proceed to gag as I tell you that my father and I danced to Daddy's Little Girl, but we did, and so there, also neener. I can't remember what song Scott & his mom danced to.
Scott had all sorts of rules when we sat down to plan the music with the DJ. No Celebration, no Chicken Dance, no YMCA, etc. The DJ talked him down to a slightly softer stance, because he said even though those songs were eye-roll worthy, people still *do* enjoy them, which is precisely why we hear them enough to get sick of them. Scott refused, however, to compromise on Old Time Rock and Roll, and I er...stood by my man, even though I really didn't care what else played, as long as the songs we did want were played, and as long as people were having fun, and the music wasn't so ear bleedingly loud that people couldn't talk (particularly the older relatives who'd be quick to let us know if it was too damned loud).
Well, there is a Greek circle dance, that we always did, too.
Bon voyage, Consuela. Have a safe, fun trip.
Safe journey, Consuela! Say hello to Edoras for me!
Hey, remember when we were talking about complimenting people on weight loss?
I'm commenting on the link: first, I love Overheardinnewyork. Second I am completely unsurprised that someone would say that in Chelsea.
Have a wonderful trip Consuela! Bring back lots of pictures and stories for the jealous masses.
Happy Birthday Anne! I hope that you are having a not horribly stressful good visit with your family.
Happy Birthday, Anne!!!
I assume that "No chicken dance, no electric slide, no macarena, no YMCA, no Club Med song" would be taken as a given.
You're forgetting Cotton Eyed Joe.
I can't say that I have wedding song preferences. I mean, I wouldn't like for ALL of those songs to be played, but I wouldn't mind if a couple were, mostly because they make me laugh. (And trust me, after working in a catering hall for two years, I have definitely heard all of them an infinite number of times.) And little kids enjoy them, and there's generally a few little kids in attendance. But again, I know I have zero music street cred, and I'd imagine any guy I married might have something to say about the song list. Figuring out a father-daughter, mother-son dance would be tricky, though, since it seems like feelings could be hurt in the deciding of whom I would dance with for that song. So I'd probably just avoid it, unless the mother-son pair really wanted it.
I like Cotton-Eyed Joe. And YMCA. But if I never hear Electric Slide, the Chicken Dance, or the Macarena again, I'll be a happy woman.