They gaze into each others eyes for a few precious seconds, the band breaks the spell. Playing a Leonard Cohan song “Dance me to the end of love,” Lance takes Sarah and they dance. I feel the magic of them throughout the bar, and soon everyone else is up and dancing as the band plays several more beautiful love songs. I want to wish them happiness, even though I know the precarious nature of young love, and just as I think I’m going to get a chance to say congrats to them, the dance floor clears. “Time for the father of the bride to dance with the bride.” Lance says, handing Sarah over to Lew Diaz, who holds his beautiful bride daughter like she will break as the band plays a LeeAnn Wormach song “I hope you dance.” I see more than a few wet …show more content…
I put her glass of water as a priority over all the other drinks. She is the mother-of-the-bride, after all. When I bring it back to her, she holds on to my arm tight with her hand and looks into my eyes, a smile crosses her lips but not her eyes. There stands Phases, near the front of the stage where BJ has set up. I have never seen him look so polished. He is wearing a suit, with a new hair cut his black curls look even shorter than usual, and with his well shaven face he does look clerical. He is still as quiet as ever standing there. Images of the wedding cross my mind. I imagine Phases saying. “So you want to get …show more content…
Usually, a busy night would have been full of fights. That’s when I see Ginger her face swollen with tears, head out into the night alone. I wonder where Tom is, and worry about her for a moment. “Drink up,” JJ escorts the last of the crowd out. The bar is clearing out now. Tips were good and Lew Diaz gives me another $100 dollars as a tip when he leaves. Yes, a good night. A nickel and a penny tip from the woo woo girls. After the waitress give me my share of their tips, and I give JJ a nice cut, as do they. Taking out $75. I tuck it in a napkin on the outside I write, for you Joe thanks it went so smooth. I go home with $417.06. The best night I’ve had since our team won the hockey game last February. It comes during a good time, my old car has been acting up, and I need to take it to the garage and get it fixed. Always something… As I wash down the front tables, I see the black Hearse, drive by somewhat slower than previously, and they were already driving slow. Tomorrow I will ride my bike around and see if I can figure out who the owner is. Tonight, I am tired, fulfilled and ready to go home. Yet, I also hear Lances voice, “They’re not exactly who they appear to
Kate's family had rented out a ballroom in a neighborhood country club, and we intended to dance the night away. As I approached the scene, disco lights streamed through the large windows and ran all over the lawn. Music enveloped the parking lot as my adrenaline began to elevate. I sauntered in, waving to my friend...
The man comes back and met them. They have a drink and the man turns on the record player. Apparently, he likes this young couple. “This record player is going, too. Cheap. Make me an offer.” “Everything goes,” said the man. He wants the memory to disappear as soon as possible. Then they drink. They listen to the record and the man says, “why don’t you dance?” -- the title of this story. The boy shows a hesitation. “Dance with me,” the girl said to the boy and then to the man. What happens next makes the story more ambiguous. The man and the girl are dancing. They ignore the neighbors. "Those people over there, they're watching," she says. "It's okay," the man says. "It's my place," And a shady feeling sets up between them. “He felt her breath on his neck. ‘I hope you like your bed,’ he said. The girl closed and then opened her eyes. She pushed her face into the man's shoulder. She pulled the man closer. ‘You must be desperate or something,’ she said.” They may be drawn to each other. Maybe not. Probably the man likes the young couple because their youth and he used to be in love. Probably the girl was attracted by the desperation and artsy in him, which her boyfriend (husband) lacks. Carver didn’t write any more about what happened in the yard next and leaves us enough space to
For those of you that don’t know, I am Trey Rongisch and I am currently a student at Midland University. It is quite ironic how Nick and I first met, it was during my first college class. I would have never expected him to ask me to be his Best Man at his wedding in the short span of four months, but when he asked me, I just couldn’t turn down the offer. But I’m going to be honest, I’ve been feeling quite nervous about giving this speech for some time. But I’m pleased to say last night I slept like a baby – I woke up every two hours, crying my eyes out. With this in mind, I am ready to get this speech going and I must share how honored I am to be here today and speak on behalf of Nick and his beautiful wife, Katie.
Another song that should be played during this production (where at?) is the song, “I Hope You Dance,” by Lee Ann Womack. This song is a beautiful song, written by a mother and sung to her children about life. This song goes along with Amanda’s relationship with Tom and Laura, and how she wants them to live long, happy lives, filled with love.
Valerie Bettis created the solo dance, The Desperate Heart, in 1943. The dance was created with a dramatic touch, depicting the feeling of lost love. Bettis set this piece with the objective of analyzing lost love in a back and forth matter. This goal was achieved throughout Bettis’ work with the help of music, lighting, attire, vocals, imagery, and choreography. The vocals at the beginning and end of the dance are a poem written by John Malcom Brinnin also named The Desperate Heart. My analysis is based off of Bettis’ solo performed by Brook Notary at a concert on June 11, 1993.
I met the groom over ten years ago, and I often wonder what it would be like if I didn't have him as a friend. Sometimes the smile lasts for days.
I went to the dance. The day I was planning all along. When I got there my step-sister, Ashely was in the arms of my crush. I always thought he was different but I guess not. Maybe that guess came from because I never see him and never cared about what he is doing. She liked the year’s dance theme. It’s the masquerade ball. She was wore her mask so no one who recognize her. This was the day where she show what she’s got. She marched right to the DJ booth and gave her iPod. Then, people were confused stared at others and asking where this type of music is coming from. Cinderella started to dance with her heels on. Many people were amazed of Cinderella’s dance. She did jazz, hip-hop and many different dances.
Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen. I would like to echo the groom's sentiments and mention that all the bridesmaids look truly beautiful, indeed.
In roughly one hour and forty-five minutes, the film turns all expectations and predictability on their respective heads. With all the action building up towards the climactic Chicago Tattinger Trophy who could blame you for expecting a neatly wrapped package at that point: Clark rewarded for his accomplishment, all revealed and settled? But - it is its aftermath that has much to say. Yes, there is dance as the mating ritual. Bobbie (Lisa Ann Walter), earthy, vivacious, loud, generous-hearted, is disappointed at Clark’s treatment of Rumba, “the dance of love”. Paulina with her smouldering, controlled, Latino (stereotypical?) passion sets him straight. Yes, there is the hinted sexual attraction, even tension. But - there are also the bonds forged of friendship, camaraderie and candour. Life and people are given a direction by and through dance. John Clark is able to put his life in perspective, while Paulina unearths a lost spirit to chase her dreams. Beverly, a “romantic” with her sense of romance probably buried under the laundry, jackets at the apparel division where she works and the whims of two teenage children, is very understandably miffed but finds her feet again – and how!
Before I start I would like to say that Madonna you look absolutely stunning, Erik, well you just look stunned.
Good Evening! For those of you who don?t know me, I?m Charlotte, the very proud sister of our glamorous Bride. I want to start by congratulating Kari and Ernest, and thanking all of you for coming here today.
Anyone who knows me well enough will know that it is hard to keep me quiet and today is no exception - I thought it only appropriate that the bride speaks, although I promise to keep it short!
Right now, a buzz is going through the hall in which all the seniors are waiting and they look like bees swarming in the hall. It’s becoming hot and we’re all getting impatient. Amber is more composed and enjoying the good times in the present. She is standing there happy but sad to be dispersing from the rest of her classmates. Ann, the smartest one is having a little fun but not really. Her feelings are that of a person who realizes she’s going to miss what she had, but wanting to get the ceremony over with because it’s taking too long. Standing in that room we are together and enjoying one last real time capturing a picture with each other. Amber’s mom is so proud of her daughter that she keeps talking and smiling and trying to part of every MOMent. Amber is thinking to herself that she wishes her mom weren’t there but she’s ‘happy inside because someone is cooing over’ her. As Ann is standing beside Amber she keeps getting these expressions that say, she likes being with her friends but, ‘what is taking so long? Can’t we get out of these dang robes, yet?’
Ladies and gentlemen, thanks Gary for those kind words. It has been a pleasure for all us attendants to play a small part in your big day. Before I say a word or two about the groom, what about that dress Jeanie is wearing? It has attracted so much favorable comment from the guests here that I have to give it a special mention. You look stunning Jeanie!
Then audience members who were perfect strangers who were screaming loudest would turn to each other with knowing glances and smile because they were sharing the same excitement and connecting with one another over their love of this man’s music. There was no pushing or shoving to get closer to the stage – it wasn’t that kind of crowd. Instead, there was mutual respect for one another’s space within the confines of the too-small venue. Nobody wanted to be the person who ruined it for someone else. It was this respect that made the audience members’ connections with one another that much stronger – we were all here to listen to this wonderful man’s music and see his performance – and, of course, we were here to enjoy it.