…in my tribal fusion belly dance classes.
…in my tribal fusion belly dance classes.
In any case, after one of my last wshIgimh (pronounced wish-a-gim-huh, just all the starting letters of what song have I got in my head), I started thinking that my current method of practicing my belly dancing, which was put the gabillion songs on the ipod on shuffle and when I hit a good one, dance, otherwise spend a good deal of time hitting the > button until I found one, was rather ineffectual. So I made a tribal fusion belly dance practice playlist for myself. If anything, it shows me that I am still ninety percent stuck in the late nineties/early oughts for most of my musical choices. So here’s my list, which for some reason, my iPod started putting in some sort of alphabetical order, then said never mind, and really, I don’t understand apple products. Why must they assume they know what I want?
So here’s the list.
Now I just put my playlist on random and dance away. I don’t even mind how silly I look and how I’ll never be a dancer. I dance away anyway.