Looking back over my Januaries for inspiration, I spotted the 12th night salsa extravaganga I went to last year. Going again this year, natch. A bigger thing on the salsa front is I will be teaching my first ever class for 6 weeks from 14th Jan. Scared? Not too bad. How hard can it be?
Unless someone asks me how to tell what the count is in the music.
I’ve always had a sense of rhythm, since before I followed the marching band out onto the field at Kegworth Steam Rally circa 1976, so to explain rhythm to someone without any is a daunting prospect. After that all the fancy footwork will be plain sailing.