Her songs will start playing and girls will grab each other to dance in tight, elated circles. It doesn't really matter what she's saying, but who she's saying it to.
I don’t dance. It’s a language I don’t understand. It’s Swahili. It’s pollen. I am allergic to the dance – when I listen to music, I like to sing along and occasionally raise my head, like a dog enjoying the wind through a car window. I’m a still person, content when stretched flat on a banquette. I don’t dance, can’t dance and won’t dance. There is, however, one artist whose songs always make my legs twitch. And my arms. And slightly my nostrils. When I saw Beyoncé’s new video “Run the World (Girls)“, yes, I wanted to dance. Specifically, I wanted to do this shaky thing with my shoulders that I find, after Googling, is called the “Eskista”. So that was the first thing I thought: I want to wobble my shoulders like a flickering screen. And then I thought: in a song about female empowerment, why are all the dancers wearing suspenders and sheer basques?