I have been fronting bands for over 30 years now. In the army it was easy, you just ordered them to dance. In civvy street, its an entirely different ball game. In the first few years, I blamed myself they were not dancing and used to go home feeling I had failed. But now, after many scars...I know how to work the crowd and juggle the audience, to get them on the floor and keep them there. Bribery works...but if all else fails...bring out the snowball waltz...a winner every time. Add a liberal sprinkling of a barn dance and okey cokey...and that's what its all about. Happiness is a full dance floor.
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