#african dancing

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MICHAEL JACKSON // (05/∞) Thriller 40: The Album That Changed It All

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Ballerinas pose in Lagos, Nigeria Courtesy of Leap of Dance Academy

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REMA | Performing At Concert

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The Jackson 5 used to cut up on stage!!! 🙌🏿

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Les danseurs de makossa, 1976 (The Makossa dancers, 1976)

Bobo-Dioulasso, Burkina Faso

Photograhper: Sanlé Sory

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Josephine Baker rehearsing for her show at the Olympia Music Hall in Paris on April 30, 1959 . 

Photos by Philippe Le Tellier

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African club in Germany

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Dance The Night Away

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MICHAEL JACKSON // (06/∞) Thriller 40: The Album That Changed It All

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fire

dorlene july event, 492 words, @enbysiriusblack

It was crazy. Marlene was hypnotised.

The fire dancers were flaming. Incredible.

They wielded their flames like whips, which crackled and snapped as they spun them over their heads and lashed them at the audience, and Marlene knew they were missing on purpose, but they made the danger so enticingly real and how?

They were twirling batons lit on both ends, the fire leaping around them like untamed phoenixes, sparks flying everywhere, heat radiating into the crowd, and Marlene’s cheeks were burning up in the best way possible. Because it was real but how?

And Marlene couldn’t be sure if the heat on her face was merely from the fire. Because there was one dancer who was hotter than any flame possible, and she was making the blood race to Marlene’s cheeks as she swirled around her fiery partner, her face glowing like a lone streetlight on a nighttime road, her eyes sparkling as she lit up like a flame herself.

And oh shit. That’s what she did. The rest of the dancers had backed away, while the best of them (in Marlene’s opinion, which was certified and correct) ruled the centre of the stage, taking the burning ember in her hand and smoothly running it over her skin. It passed over her legs and arms without leaving a single mark.

Marlene gasped. The dancer’s skin was glowing, beautiful and soft, but the fire was real and how? She just kept dancing, flames licking her body like innocent brushes, as if they were simply dusting her off.

When the show had finished, Marlene leapt up, hurriedly told Lily to save her seat, and dashed off after the dancer as she climbed off the stage.

“Hey,” she called, reaching to grab the girl’s wrist.

The dancer jumped slightly, before turning around. “Yeah?”

“How did you do that?” Marlene gushed.

The dancer smiled. “I entered a trance-like state. It’s a tradition back home, as part of my family’s fire rituals. We dance around a fire, and as the dance becomes more intense, we enter these states of altered consciousness, where we can tolerate the heat more. I think it’s because in the savanna, fires are really frequent, and water’s hard to come by, so. My ancestors just developed really high resistance?” She tilted her head slightly, looking absolutely adorable.

Marlene was absolutely enchanted. “Wow. That’s amazing. You’re amazing. I loved looking at you.”

The dancer blinked up at her shyly. “Yeah? Thanks.”

Marlene realised she was still holding the girl’s wrist, but she didn’t want to let go just yet. “So…” she curiously flipped the hand around. “You just… don’t feel any heat?”

“No… but I did when touched me. I think that’s the first time I ever felt a spark.”

Marlene looked up in shock.

“I’m Dorcas,” she grinned.

“Marlene,” she squeezed Dorcas’s wrist. “And I felt a spark too. A lot of sparks, actually. My heat tolerance is much less than yours.”

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