#Ballroom Blitz

[cosmonautroger]

Shelton Walsmith, Ballroom Blitz

[tprings-hair]

everyone here says their star trek playlist has one crazy song for amok time but no one's feels crazy enough for me. anyway here's amok time ballroom blitz

[myimaginaryradio]

Ballroom Blitz - Sweet

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

Nuclear Assault - Ballroom Blitz

[kingofspadescos]

Dean Winchester x Reader - Ballroom Blitz

Right- sp I've gotten myself hyperfixated on Supernatural and well- I'm only on season 5 but I had an idea- so here we go

Reader is Gended Neutral

Anything in () - is unimportant parts of the song, not plot dependent

Song - Ballroom Blitz : By - Sweet (YouTube video at the bottom)

So imagine-

Dean and Sam were on another case, chasing what they presumed to be demons. A string of murders had been traced back to a bar in fucktown nowhere Pennsylvania, and the brothers had immediately swung by the bar once they made the connection.

(Are you ready, Steve? Uh-huh.

Andy? Yeah.

Mick? Okay.

Alright, fellas, let's go!)

As soon as they entered the bar, they were hit in the face by loud music, the stench of alcohol, and the overall buzz as a hoard of people gathered on the dance floor. Dean looked around with a smirk. This was something he could get used to.

"Hey Sammy, why don't-"

"Oh, it's been getting so hard. Living with the things you do to me"

Dean was cut off by the band that was currently providing entertainment for the customers at the bar. His eyes swept across the makeshift stage of the joint, and up to the singer, who was already looking directly at him. He tilted his head in question, but the singer only smirked and averted their eyes to his brother.

"My dreams are getting so strangeI'd like to tell you everything I see" they sang, looking directly at Sam before grinning and looking to the back of the bar.

"OH!" They practically yelled, causing Dean to spin around to see what they were looking at, thinking something was wrong.

"I see a man in the back as a matter of fact. His eyes was as red as the sun."

He turned back around with a roll of his eyes, now realizing it was only part of the song. When he looked back at the stage you were looking at him again, with a shit eating grin.

"And the girl in the corner that no one ignores 'Cause she thinks she's the passionate one" You said, and even though it was only a lyric, Dean could tell by the glint in your eye and the way you nodded your head in his direction, you were aiming the line at him.

(Oh yeah! It was like lightning

Everybody was frightening

And the music was soothing

And they all started grooving

Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah)

He couldn't keep his eyes off you as you preformed. It's like God had made you the headlight and Dean the deer, unable to move a muscle, to entranced.

"And the man in the back said, "Everyone attack", And it turned into a ballroom blitz" You sang, making a pointed glance to the back of the bar again, but Dean didn't pay much mind to it, a stupid boyish grin still present from the moment he laid eyes on you.

You only rolled your eyes once they were trained back on him. "And the girl in the corner said, "Boy I want to warn you", It'll turn into a ballroom blitz" You continued, crossing one foot over the other and spinning around with a wide grin. He couldn't lie, you had a captivating stage presence.

(Ballroom blitz, ballroom blitz, ballroom blitz, ballroom blitz)

Once you finished the chorus you spun back around, locking eyes with Dean again, before sinking to the stage floor on one knee.

"Oh reaching out for something. Touching nothing's all I ever do" You sang, stretching out a hand to the middle of the crowd. "Oh I softly call you over" you said, moving you arm so your hand was reaching out towards Dean, before beckoning him over with one of your fingers. "Then you appear there's nothing left of you."

Dean almost without hesitation began walking closer to you, only being stopped by a hand on his shoulder. "Dean no. You promised you would help me investigate" Sam protested, but Dean shrugged his hand off. "I am helping" Dean insisted with a smirk before walking over to you, moving so there wasn't more than a few feet between the two of you.

"And the man in the back is ready to crack. As he raises his hands to the sky" You continued, your eyes stareing into the shorter brother, as if you were trying to tell him something. "And the girl in the corner is everyone's mourner. She could kill you with a wink of her eye." Then with a very pointed wink, you were standing up again, dancing across the stage, returning to give your audience your full attention.

(Oh yeah!

It was electric

So frantically hectic

And the band started leaving

'Cause they all stopped breathing

Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah)

As soon as the bridge was over you once again sunk to your knees, seeing as Dean hadn't move from his spot. "And the man in the back said, "Everyone attack" And it turned into a ballroom blitz" You sang again, and looked to the back of the bar once more, and this time Dean looked back catching a glimpse of a man who looked to have black eyes.

Realization flashed in his eyes as the song lyrics finally sunck in. However, he didn't have enough time to react as he felt fingers grasp his chin and turn his head back towards you.

"And the girl in the corner said, "Boy I want to warn you"It'll turn into a ballroom blitz. Ballroom blitz." You repeated, emphasizing your words, keeping your firm grasp on his chin to make sure he understood what you were saying before letting him go.

Than everything seemed to happen at once, a scream from the back of the room and then chaos. Dean turned hand immediately on his gun, making his way to the bar. Sam who was already several steps ahead of the other, was already fighting off two demons, stabbing one through the cheek with the demon-killing knife.

(Oh yeah!

It was like lightning

Everybody was frightening

And the music was soothing

And they all started grooving

Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah)

You continued to sing even as you jumped down from the stage and followed Dean, your own gun in hand. "And the man in the back said, "Everyone attack" And it turned into a ballroom blitz" You said, coming up behind Dean, turning so your back was to his, making it so you didn't have any blind spots.

"And the girl in the corner said, "Boy I want to warn you" It's turned into a ballroom blitz."

(Ballroom blitz, ballroom blitz, ballroom blitz, ballroom blitz)

A few minutes and injuries later, four bodies laid dead at your feet. "Who are you?" Sam questioned, still on edge, knife ready in hand.

"Sammy c'mon-" Dean protested, even though he couldn't help the curiosity that had been buidling up ever since he saw you.

"Dean don't" Sam said "who are you?"

You huffed, walking back to your stage to grab a half a day old bottle of water.

"Y/n, my name is y/n" you introduced yourself "I'm a hunter, like you, had a dream about the two of you coming to this shit town but couldn't do anything about it since the demons had us on lock down."

You took a much needed drink of water to cool your dry throat before explaining more. "Luckily most of them like to have fun, and what's more fun than a little show?" You grinned "had to get you two to notice them somehow, thought the song was fitting."

Dean had followed you back to the stage, his signature flirtacious smirk gracing his features "well I quite enjoyed it" he said with a wink, moving to stand infront of you.

"Oh I know you did, took you forever to realize that I was trying to warn you and not just flirt with you" you replied with your own smirk.

A chuckle erupted from his lips "so you were flirting with me?" He asked, ignoring every other part of your sentence, opting to get step closer to you.

You shrugged, taking your own step towards him, your hand curling into his collar to bring him closer, Dean immediately biting his lip in response.

"And if I was?" You asked, tilting your head.

"Then I think I owe you a thank you, a date, a bit more"

( It's, it's a ballroom blitz

It's, it's a ballroom blitzIt's,

it's a ballroom blitz

Yeah, it's a ballroom blitz)

[nobodysuspectsthebutterfly]

I'm pretty sure you once posted a series of gifs from the Red Wedding with lyrics from "Ballroom Blitz" on them, but I can't seem to find it again. Does this ring any bells with you?

That sounds really familiar, and it's a good idea, but a search turns up nothing (not on my blog nor elsewhere on tumblr), sorry!

[hard-yearned-wisdom]

Tia Carrere - Ballroom Blitz (Wayne's World) HD

because it has definitely been one of those weeks....

[rolandrockover]

Blitzdream

I had actually devised a sweet hit and run strategy for Cadillac Dreams, just because it seemed most convenient to me to say as few words as possible about this song I never cared about too much from Hot in the Shade (1989), the Kiss album that I never really counted among my very favorites.

Actually.

But actually actually, my least favorite songs have always turned out to be the best templates for the more interesting spontaneous trains of thought, and here we are once again.

Despite the stylistic diversity on Hot in the Shade, but also the mediocrity spread over long stretches, Cadillac Dreams always formed a foreign body in my eyes, not only on this album, but within the entire Kiss katalog. In much the same way that Rock This Town (1980) by the Stray Cats would be totally out of place on a Kiss klassik like Love Gun (1977), or any other Kiss album. It's that Rockabilly thing that turns it off, right from the first note.

And I don't even necessarily think it's a bad song, just some kind of anomaly, even more than a song like Odyssey (1981) could ever be regarded to be, because Kiss have certainly been no strangers to pompous musicals since Destroyer (1976) (1).

Yet, just imagine if the original line-up had never split up in the early 80s, but had still taken off the make-up, and probably due to the fact that Peter Criss was still in the band as the drummer, would never have switched to contemporary Metal, but would in all probability have simply continued to move around in other areas of rock like a couple of gypsies, one of which, rockabilly rock, could have turned out to be quite conceivable. If an entire album, or an album with several songs in this subgenre, had been created from this idea, then, under this circumstance, and only under this circumstance, yes, then Cadillac Dreams would have been an even a more than acceptable Kiss song.

So much for that.

And well, what more could someone like me do with this song, except perhaps briefly point out a small mannerism that it shares with the quantum leaps better known and almost bursting with energy piece of glam rock by The Sweet that goes by the name of Ballroom Blitz (1973).

So, if you were to simply run both of those choruses through your head, what would be the first thing you might notice? Exactly, that small but crucial repetition at the end of the last lines. While this is the tremendously memorable refrain standard for The Sweet, it only occurs once for Kiss. But hey, once is better than never, and after all, I take all that I can get.

Rhythmically, however, Cadillac Dreams doesn't quite move in the same realms as the light-footed urge of Ballroom Blitz (of which one could assume the drummer was on an exclusive coffee diet), but still keeps you on your toes enough to not lose touch and at least stay close to it; somewhere very close to the battle cry and intro of Do You Remember Rock and Roll Radio (1980) (2) by everyone's good old friends the Ramones.

Even if these are all aspects that should not be considered irrevocably repulsive, I would nonetheless like to leave my usual snippy final phrase more or less to Bruce Kulick.

Didn't even he categorically reject his guitar services at the time and suggest that Gene should take them into his own hands?

Side Note:

(1) And we will also be getting to the bottom of this issue in the near future.

(2) Yes, Kiss covered that one later, even much later, for a Ramones tribute sampler. Kover it Up will cover it, just a little later.

Of course, one could also argue that Cadillac Dream's horn section could suggest the production of a Phil Spector.

The links are highlighted and not highlighted. Just klick on them and get happy:

Cadillac Dreams (1989)

Ballroom Blitz (1973)

Do You Remember Rock 'n' Roll Radio? (1980)

[mirchloe]

i'm starting to re-plan a fic called ballroom blitz, a slow burn about razbobby (as slow burn as an undercover mission fic that lasts a few days can be lol), and one of the scenes i wanna add is them in the room they're staying at as a couple (gotta have them fake dating - it sends bobby to the moon when raz says they're "husbands" to other rich people for story reasons) two days in to the job. they're debriefing what they've learned, going over what they suspect, when raz notices bobby is pretty worn out from all the formalities of their mission, and offers to make him a drink.

"you mix?" "yeah! we got a mini bar here, so the options aren't great, but gimme your poison. i'll make a mean one." "yeah, yeah, fine. a cape cod, if ya know what that means."

and bobby watches, dumbstruck, as raz goes through flowy motions mixing the cranberry juice and vodka and adding a lime wedge on the edge of the glass. sure, it's not too elaborate, but raz puts on a fun show like a real bartender and slides bobby the drink.

"only one cocktail, though. i can't have you hungover on the job. we're close to catching this guy." "are we? guy's got better invisiblity than anyone i know."

bobby stops to sip, surprised that it isn't that bad. it's sweet and tart, and reminds him of raz. raz takes the chance to change to subject and bleed compliments out of bobby.

"good?" "all you did was mix two drinks. there's no way you could've screwed it up." "aw, c'mon, i gave you more pizzazz than required! the flair, bobby, the flair." "uh-huh. thanks. it's as red as your hair, so it's pretty nice." "um...thanks?"

and with that awkward remark, raz unsure of whether to take it as a compliment when bobby suddenly stops talking, going a little red himself, they shift right back to talking about the job because uh oh feelings. can't have that now. they got a guy to catch in the fancy mansion of an extremely wealthy benefactor of multiple agencies!

[lauranalanthalasa]

I love Queen like the next person but for season 3 I would love to see Crowley and Aziraphale let all hell loose (pun intended) in Heaven to the sound of The Sweet's Ballroom Blitz.

[lock-my-feelings-in-a-jar]

[hiccuphitdabong]

Did i put him here? I think he deserves to be here:)

[singles-bar]

[storiesabouthumanandthings]

I literally have an AMV going on in my head write now of my own WIP and it's just playing on a loop, which is kinda nice, kinda annoying.

(The song is Ballroom Blitz covered by Tia Carrere in case anyone is curious)