The True Value of Dance

Over the past year, I went from being a full time employee at a non-profit and doing dance on the side, to doing dance and part-time food delivery, to being a part-time admin at a software company in order to do more teaching and traveling for dance. Looking back on these transitions, and the financial implications of all of them, has had me thinking a lot about the relative perceived value of different kinds of work.

Body work, or work that involves the body outside of the medical field, is seen as relatively low value, despite it’s impact on physical and psychological well-being. “But Laney,” you say, “it’s not low value. People charge a lot of money for private lessons/teaching dance/massage/acupuncture/etc.” And you’re partially right – people charge a fairly high hourly rate for those types of things – up to and exceeding $100/hour, in some cases. The key there, however, is hourly. Many folks who provide these types of services do not come anywhere close to billing 40 hours per week. The closer one comes to doing work that is sanctioned by the western medicine behemoth, the more legitimate the work seems to mainstream society, and the more likely it is to provide an actual living.

Dance in general, social dance in particular, and street dances even more, are not viewed as valuable on a broad scale. There is, of course, a community of people that do value it, and spend many of their precious (and often scarce) extra dollars on dances, lessons, events, and performances. However, The Public does not see it as providing something that many people need and/or want.

Personally, dancing in general, social dancing particularly, and specifically blues and lindy hop are all incredibly valuable to me. They have given me a community. They add beauty and pleasure to my life. They also open me to *all* of life – blues music expresses so many things, and a lot of them are not pretty, or happy, or good. As I have become more educated about blues music and dancing, I have also become more concerned with social justice, and more engaged in issues that affect the whole country. There is much to be gained from dancing beyond the obvious of fun and meeting people – and I think those things are important and worth being spread.

There are a few currently running events that are doing the work of opening up our communities to the wider world – Boston Blend and Burque Blues Blowout are the ones that come to mind. Creating choreography and sharing amazing performances can serve this purpose as well. In Minnesota, we’re finally starting to work with the Blues (music) Society to collaborate on various projects.

What is your scene doing? What can you do?

2014 in Review

I just looked at my dance event log for this past year, and hot. damn. I went to a lot of stuff, folks! More than twice as many events as 2013, and that’s not even counting the ones I organized. Dang. It’s simultaneously gratifying and exhausting to look at that list.

The more I think about it, though, the more it makes sense. This year was the first year that I really felt like I was making enough money to travel as much as I wanted. And clearly, I wanted to travel *a lot*. Which makes me feel even better about recent decisions I’ve made for my life. Cue anticipatory music.

After much hemming, hawing, excuse-making, and general terror, I have finally admitted to myself that teaching dance is my dream job. In light of that, and after some pretty intense number crunching, 2015 will be the year of making that happen. Or at least getting it started. Ramping it up. You get the picture.

Which is incredibly exciting! I have so many things I want to do, events I want to go to, classes I want to take, classes I want to teach, and ideas for my local scene. I’m super stoked.

But did I mention the terror? Yeah, that hasn’t gone away. If anything, it’s worse.

But it’s tempered by the freedom of finally knowing that I am committed to something that I love. I have wanted this for five years. Five. I’ve never wanted anything for that long. Beyond my family, I don’t think anything or anyone has remained such a huge part of my life for as long as dance has. So I’m giving myself three years. I’m keeping my job, for now, but I am going to try to go part time. And I’m giving myself permission to pursue dance 100% of the time that I am not at work. That permission? That’s huge. Even just in the past couple of weeks it has made a big impact on my productivity.

So in conclusion, 2014 was a big year, in many senses. And I’m going to make 2015 an even bigger one. Here’s to reckless confidence yall!

Gender in Lindy Hop and Blues

**This is another Facebook note that I posted in March 2011**

I recently attended the Heartland Swing Festival in Des Moines, Iowa. As part of this event, there was a team competition that raised some latent concerns of mine. Another part of this event was the Miss Heartland Swing competition. I want to make clear right from the start that I am in no way judging this event, its organizers, the women in the competition, or the teams involved. The combination of these two events just coalesced some of the thoughts I’ve been having about partner dance.

Briefly, my issue with the Miss Heartland contest was only that it was gender specific. I think it is a great promotional idea, and I loved the vintage feel it gave to the event. However, because it was female-specific, rather than being both pinup and beefcake (don’t google it unless you are prepared to see junk, non-scandalous examples below), it gave off the vibe of being more of a beauty pageant than anything else, which to me is objectifying and, frankly, sexist.





As far as the team competition goes, there were three separate routines that  all contained  segments in which the follows were depicted as puppets, ragdolls, or other objects controlled by the leads. Three teams independently going with the same chauvinist theme reveals how pervasive sexism is in U.S. culture in general, but also specifically in dances in which there is a lead/follow dynamic. This is a topic that I have been thinking about a lot, both in regards to lindy hop and blues dancing. While the best instructors of these dances use language that stresses the equality of the two roles, the fact that we live in a patriarchal society influences the way traditional gender roles map on to leading and following. My concern is that many in the swing and blues communities do not recognize the agency inherent in following or the flexibility and openness required for leading, which contributes to a continuing devaluation of the role of women in the dance, as well as a more restricted role for men. Sexism hurts everybody.


I realize that the dynamic today is probably much better than it has been in the past, especially since there were a number of women leading and men following at Heartland (outside of the same-gender strictly competition),  and I am increasingly seeing blog posts about queer-friendly scenes and  events. However, as a resident of the midwest, and a person who grew up in a rural area, I know how easy it is to just accept the status quo. I would like to challenge any and all who teach, organize, or are otherwise prominent in their scene to take a minute (or twenty, or an hour…you get the idea) to think about their conception of leading and following, how they talk about it, and how the two roles are expressed by others in the scene. In order to keep the dance scene on a track toward equality, we all need to think and talk about how gender roles fit into and are perpetuated by the structure of the dance.


I want to reiterate quickly that I absolutely loved Heartland, it was an extremely well-organized and well-run event, and I highly recommend it to anyone reading this. It just happened to be the place where all of these thoughts swirling around in my head came together.


I’d love to hear what other people think about this.

Musings on Dance and Race

**This is actually a Facebook note that I posted in April 2013, and resulted in the group Blackness, Whiteness, and Blues, which I moderate.**

Often when heading home from dance weekends I’ve had the sensation of returning to “the real world”. Lately, though, that sensation has weakened. Over the course of a couple of conversations this past weekend at bluesSHOUT! 2013, I realized that I have come to a point where I have accepted that this dance, and all of you, are my community and will be for the foreseeable future. And though it may not be mainstream, it is just as real as any other community. We make it real, through going to events, taking lessons from instructors who rely on dance as part of their livelihood (or all of it), and supporting the myriad musicians that make the music that is the foundation of these dances, be it lindy hop or blues.

For me, with that acceptance comes commitment and loyalty, and an increased desire to not only bring new people into the fold, but also to educate those who are already here. These dances did not just spring out of people’s heads twenty years ago, they have an historical basis. That history is sometimes uncomfortable, but it informs our idea of what Blues and Jazz are, and influences the way we interpret the music. There was a lot of terrible stuff that went down in American history and just learning about it makes us more conscious of where the majority of the people who wrote and performed this music were coming from, black or white.

I was absolutely ecstatic about the lecture classes available at bluesSHOUT! (one on how to be a local social dance historian, one on the legacy of minstrelsy in blues and blues dance) this year. I’ve thought a lot about the racial implications of our (largely white) dance scene(s), and I’m so glad such a prominent event is addressing those issues directly. Kelly Porter was an excellent lecturer, and I very much hope they bring her back next year.

My friend Anna and I were talking for a while about starting a blog or some other online discussion space specifically for conversations about the topic of race and dance, but never got anywhere with it. I’m now thinking of starting a Facebook group for it, moderated by a few choice people. Thoughts on that course of action and whether it’s needed/appropriate? Would all you intelligent people be interested in participating in something like that?

P.S. I tagged the first people who came to mind, please feel free to share with relevant parties.

When in doubt, move more!

If you’ve talked to me in person recently about anything remotely exercise-related, the ridiculous amount of love I have for my current gym has probably come up. I joined The Movement Minneapolis in October of last year, finally making a serious move on my long-term crush, strength training.

It started with wanting to re-frame what it meant for me to be and feel healthy, personally. I have gone through various ups and downs nutrition & exercise wise (as most of us do), tried Weight Watchers, tried to get into running, done yoga, and of course gone to a ton of dance classes, all with varying degrees of success. And I went from defining healthy as “10-20-30 pounds lighter” to “eats veggies at every meal” and “is active 3-4 times per week”. But the major changes came when two things happened – both inspired by Nerd Fitness. First, I started identifying myself as a healthy person. No, I’m not kidding. I have said to the mirror many a time, “I am a healthy person”. And weirdly, it helps.  But I also reinforce that with doing things that make me *feel* healthy. Like doing body weight exercises. Pushups, lunges, squats, under-table-inverted-rows, etc. It is super gratifying to see myself improve week by week – take note, TRACK EVERYTHING.  But more importantly, it made me feel good. Body weight exercises have the added satisfaction of being completely self-contained – if you can do one pull up (something I’m still working toward), you just hauled your own ass up over that bar. And that’s badass.

Eventually, I wanted more. More weight, more challenges, more variation. I set out looking for a gym and/or trainer, and that’s how I found The Movement. I’ve been training there for about nine months now, and I love it. Not that I haven’t had bad days – days that I *really* didn’t want to go to the gym, days that I ate super poorly and felt guilty, days that I ate super poorly and felt like it was the best choice I ever made, bad moods, sleep debt, yada yada yada. Those things happen. But there are a few things that keep me on track. My gym is pretty expensive, as gyms go, which keeps me motivated to get as much value out of my membership as possible. I have an accountability partner – in my case, a friend that I check in with daily, and we keep each other on track for various things.  And I have a routine. I am at the gym Monday, Wednesday, and Friday at 5:30 without fail, unless I am out of town. On weeks I am out of town on Friday evenings (because dance events), I usually try to squeeze in a workout Tuesday or Thursday night, or work out over the weekend. Partly because I don’t want to be mega-sore when I get back to the gym, but partly because – and I know everyone’s heard this a thousand times, but holy crap is it ever true – I’m happier when I work out regularly.

The other day, I went rock climbing for the second time in my life, and was unsurprisingly much better at it than the first time I went several years ago. And much like body weight exercises, it is extremely satisfying to get to the top, look down (or not, still not awesome with that height thing), and think “I just hauled my own ass up this very tall wall.” That thought gave me great joy. And more joy is one of my life goals. Which brings us back to the title of this post, and my own current daily mantra. When in doubt, move more. It fixes more than you think it will.