Dance Dance Revolution story

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In 2005 I was broke, cat-sitting in California and decided to attend a free event in an arts warehouse in West Oakland.

There were fire dancers and fire eaters, a car with metal spikes, blades, and gothic statuettes soldered all over that made it look like a kitbashed Reaver ship (numberplate: CRTHDRL), and the centerpiece of the show: A DDR dance mat pad, a projector projecting the game onto a big screen, and a flamethrower, all connected to a computer.

The brave would put on a silver hazmat suit and attempt to dance, and when they made a mistake they’d get “roasted”.

I was more of a wallflower, then, so I didn’t play, though I did dance by myself to Blonde Redhead’s Before (choir version) yesterday.

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