Oh I want you I want you I want you

on a chair with a dead magazine...

I'm working on a choreographed routine for our summer showcase (yes, I said showcase, as in I'm performing (who IS this person???)), and we decided to do a combination Viennese/Argentine Vals. I'm just learning Vals and no one else at my studio even dances it, so that makes it even COOLER to do as a show piece.  Then it came time to decide on a song... MY song... One I get to choose...

But what song?  It couldn't be something typical...  Go original or go home I say...  It couldn't be something light and happy and cotton candy pink (never mind about the dress, I'm trying to make a statement here).  It needed to be something dark, something complicated, something real.

My first choice was Hallelujah (of course).  Right timing and everything... But the Jeff Buckley version was too irregularly timed to waltz to... So we tried Alexandra Burke... Right timing but...  A show tune?  I can't dance to a show tune...  A big band happy production of a song that's meant to leave you drained and on your knees...

So I went back to my BFF, the internet...  And came up with this one...  I think it's perfect...  Even though no one watching will know what I'm trying to say...

I will...