Whenever I go into a store, the music speaks to me. Maybe it’s because my ‘normal’ is to have a running soundtrack in my head for my day. Sometimes, its the theme song to one of the kid’s shows, sometimes, it the top 20 hits but sometimes I like to change it up and hear what the stores are playing.
I love music and am very moved by it. When I hear a song, I just can’t help but react.
The music just busts out of me in form of song or dance. If the real world could be like a musical where people just randomly burst into song and dance numbers, I would be the happiest woman alive.
On a recent trip to the grocery store, I walked in an immediately listened the the music. I became over whelmed with love because Celine Dion was crooning one of her monster ballads.
I couldn’t help myself, I had to just belt it out with her.
“There were nights when the wind was so coooold…. that my body frozen in bed if I just listen to it outside the window!”
I happily hum the rest to myself but then the chorus came, I grabbed a cucumber from my cart and I let it go,
“Baby, baby… if I kiss you like this and if you whisper like that…da da da da da… BUT IT’S ALL COMING BACK TO ME NOW”
When the song finished, I moved on. I went about my shopping and because I get distracted by some shoes, I tuned out the next song. Shoes need ones full attention.
It was difficult but I walked through the shoe isle leaving some cute leopard flats on the shelf because two pairs of leopard flats I can explain to Jeff but three, well that might require me letting him call in one of those ‘special’ favors I owe him.
Suddenly, I tuned into the music again.
Now I felt scared and confused. I sensed danger like maybe a scary wolf-man monster is going to jump out at me. This ‘Halloween’ theme music is doing nothing for me but making me want to hide until a blanket with a tub of ice cream and a Xanax chaser.
I grabbed a book to page through to help me tune it out.
When I felt like enough time as had past, I tuned back into the music and I was relieved that the weird song was over. I am all for holiday themed music but Halloween music doesn’t not give me that ‘I can’t live without this, I must buy it’ feeling. The store might want to rethink this selection.
I steer my cart down the isle to pay for my groceries. I’m ready to get out of there. There is only so much entertainment the grocery store can provide.
But as I walk, I feel my hips begin to sway and wiggle… my body is reacting to the music. I turn my full attention to the song.
I know this song but I can’t place it.
Where have I heard this song? It is so familiar…I know there is dance to it…it’s from a movie… I know it….it’s from a movie!
Then as if, I am not controlling them at all, my hips go from a wiggle to full on thrust-wriggle-pop just like the choreography in the movie. It hits me… this song is from one of my all time favorite movies, Center Stage. Of course, I know this, I have only seen it in the movie about a thousand times.
I smile happily and try to remember the rest of the moves.
Then with out warning, my left brain kicked in and reminded me that I am not alone in my kitchen having my own dance party but in the grocery store full of people who are watching me. And because I am not a fit, strong, sexy dancer… my hip thrust-wiggle-pop looks like I am trying to shake loose a piece of poop stuck on my butt.
I sighed, smiled but ignored my on lookers and continued on, vowing to perfect the move when I get home.
The part I was trying to do in the store starts at the 50 second mark and goes till about 56 seconds.
Yeah, I looked nothing like that.