Thanks to everyone who read my piece about #ImprovRespect. I would be remiss not to include this revelation from friend and Lindy Hop legendkeeper Jerry Almonte:

I thought this was really fascinating! Knowing that this was a little bet by two of the more influential American Lindy Hoppers at the time certainly brings a different lens to this than I had when I went into writing about it. 

Oaktown Hella Hoppers forever!!

Before we start: Thank you to my new subscribers!! It feels nuts to say that, I never expected people to want to hear what I’m thinking about! I’ve got a lot more substantiative content coming, including a followup to my previous newsletter, some book recommendations, and the project I’ve been working on on and off for over a year. A little call to action here: If you were coming up dancing in the 2000s and early 2010s, I want to hear from you! What were you thinking about, what are your formative memories, what sticks with you now? Email me or DM me! OK, here we go.

This summer, Helen and I coached a student team for our home venue, The Breakaway.     

The work can speak for itself:

This is intended to be a very casual, ten-year retrospective on this weird moment in our recent history. I’ve anonymized some names, but kept the important ones.

When Helen and I found out we made finals in the Amateur Lindy competition at Camp Hollywood this past weekend, we went to go refresh ourselves on our fast dancing, came up with one or two options for exits, and…not much else. When we felt like we were coming up with too much stuff, we’d jokingly toss back at each other a phrase that had burned itself into our Lindy Hop baby brains: #ImprovRespect.

I started dancing in 2012 and Helen a year later. We wouldn’t meet until 2017, but we were both obsessives from our earliest days, and as it turned out, we both remembered the Facebook conversation surrounding ILHC 2014 extremely well. 

It was the first time I remember seeing so many professional or well-known dancers having a public conversation, enough that a lot of them ended up on the newsfeed of me, a twenty-year old member of a college swing dance club with two exchanges, two local workshop weekends, and an obsessive watch of everything available from ILHCs 2011-2014 under my belt. These people who I watched on TV at the group house where all the swing dancers lived were real people? With opinions??? Well, I simply must know what they are!

Stop treating me and my partner like circus freaks: a Pride Month manifesto

It’s Pride month, and in trying to write something about it, I could only think about one thing: Being transgender in lindy hop is pretty much like being transgender anywhere.

There’s a type of lindy hop post you might be familiar with: the post-event wrap-up. The common refrain from dedicated competitors and teachers after a big event share a couple of key points: thanking organizers for their hard work, mentioning how much the dance has given them (often, a space to feel appreciated for being themselves), and often, something about what a unique community lindy hop is for its welcoming environment.   

People expressing these sentiments after events have one or more things in common: they are cisgender, they have the time and money to attend many events like these per year, they’re bought into the way the scene operates. They feel welcomed. As they should! It’s a community built around serving them.