Random Thoughts From A Middle School Dance

This weekend I volunteered to be the DJ at Middle School Fundraiser dance for a group that my daughter is a part of.  I’ve DJ’ plenty of dances before but most were wedding receptions for friends.

At none of them did I have to worry about the content of the songs. This weekend was different.  “Paradise By The Dashboard Lights, Strokin, and Save A Horse (Ride a Cowboy)” are crowd favorites… just not appropriate for 6th, 7th, and 8th graders.

The job was even more difficult because I don’t listen to much pop music.  I’m a country music kinda guy and when I’m not listening to that it’s all Christian rock.  With the help of a high schooler and some other parent volunteers I think we did a good job of keeping them dancing and having fun.

Over the course of the 2 hours I think we only let one “questionable” song through and we bailed on it when we caught it.  Now for some random thoughts and observations on the night:

Technology sure has made DJ’ing easier.  I used to have to lug around crates of CD’s and hope they didn’t skip.  This time I used a laptop… and with Google Play Music All Access every song you could ever want was just a mouse click away.

Middle School dances haven’t changed much since I was a kid.  The dance floor was scattered with distinct groups.

“Thriller” and “YMCA” will get everyone dancing no matter what age they are.

Some of the popular songs of today are hard to dance to but when they were the kids didn’t mind.  Instead of dancing they’d sway as a group and sing along.  “Wrecking Ball” would be a good example.

As awkward as I remember dancing with a girl in middle school was it’s just as awkward to watch.  Girls hands on guys shoulders.  Guys hands on girls hips.  A foot of space between the two.  No eye contact or conversation.  Just a robotic sway side-to-side.

Hormones will make a young guy say some funny stuff.  Like the one who came up about 30 minutes before the end of the dance and said, “I was thinking we should end the night with a couple of slow songs”.

Although at times it was frustrating… it was a fun night.  The biggest victory?  My daughter said I didn’t embarrass her.

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