Monday, October 02, 2006

More Music, Don't Stop the Dance

It is no secret that La Luz is a fan of music. I don't really know the origin of her love but there is no doubt that it is in her blood. She started dancing in the womb and has not stopped. I have an inkling that it has something to do with the fact that she is and has been forced to listen to music, and lots of it, for her entire life. Before I even knew I was pregnant she went to a Decembrists show and that concert was followed by Pretty Girls Make Graves, Arcade Fire, Blonde Redhead, Interpol, Mark Kozelak, and probably a few others in between and that's just while in utero. Since her birth she has seen Bob Dylan, Irvin Mayfield, Paul Simon, Yerba Buena, the Klezmers, and Lionel Richie.

Is La Luz troubled by a thumping loud base? No indeed. Does she grimace at the sound of guitar-driven rock? Never. Ever see her shirk at overpowering horns? Forget about it. This baby loves music of any kind and the crazy movements she invents to go with it. Fortunately for La Luz, along with her love of music she developed a love of dance. She can find the beat in just about anything - cell phone ring tones, incessant hammering on the roof, dicing veggies, you name it. It is tough to say how the moves will translate later in her life but I think she inherited them from the Johnson side so I can breathe a little sigh of relief and know she won't run in fear when there is a stampede to the dance floor for the electric slide. Rest assured, she will be leading the pack.

So, was I worried when she was the only one really shaking it for the Mardi Gras Indians at the farmer's market on saturday? Hell no, I told her to get in there and look for the Big Chief! Does it bother me when her moves encourage Christian to keep playing the guitar, nope. I just sit back and watch and thank God she didn't inherit her rhythm from me.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Precious!!!!!!! Thanks for a beautiful beginning of my "first" day back at work. Love, Auntie M