Footloose, I love you

Anyone there? Anyone still reading this thing? I think it's high time there has been some action up on this blog.

So, you are all welcome for this:


These people may be my new favorite band. Perhaps my new favorite people, even though I've never met them. (As you all know, I like to like people very much when they don't know me.) 

As most of you know, I love Footloose. I am not sure if it is necessarily the movie, the song, the dance. (I think the proper dance name for the dance you do whilst dancing to the song Footloose is Footloose. If not, it definitely should be.)  I request it at every wedding I go to. Because, it is not a proper wedding if it is not played. I told this to both of my boys, to be sure to pass on the Footloose tradition. Results are TBD.

Below is maybe my favorite scene in all of cinema. How it isn't everyone's favorite scene in all of cinema is beyond me. Just watch, and then let's discuss.


 You guys, this really happened, FOR REAL in a movie. Like, it was a serious part of a movie. I understand that this was the 80s, and that it was also a movie about dance, but I can't say I know any teenagers that would try to release their anger by smoking/drinking/dancing/gymnastick-ing all over an abandoned warehouse. But, the point is ... I don't care. Because it is THAT amazing.

I also wonder what the young Kevin Bacon thought when the directors approached him with this scene. Was he totally into it? Did he really see the artistic vision? Did he fight with his dance double on which scenes he could "totally do" himself? Has anyone ever asked Kevin Bacon this? Because it would be the first thing I would ask him.

(My favorite part is at the 1:00 minute mark.)