If I had to choose between listening to Frank Mills or Bent Fabric for extended periods of time I’d choose Bent Fabric, no question. Fabric has a nice, relaxed, toe-tapping simplicity that would make any long elevator ride seem a little more bearable. Mills, on the other hand, would grate on the brain for the entire 90 floor milk-route trip.
“Music Box Dancer” (by Mills) was a popular song to dance to at ballet/dance recitals in the 1980s. I had never had a routine where it was used but was envious of those who had been given that opportunity. I wonder if I would have felt the same desire to dance to Bent Fabric, had that music been all the rage. Maybe it was for the girls in tap classes. I doubt it though, certainly not for pre-pubescent girls in the 1980s.
I had been meaning to post something by Mills or Fabric but thinking about tap dancing classes had brought the image of this dancing lady into mind instead. She never quite works up the steps by more than a lazy shuffle…
This is a scene from David Lynch’s Eraserhead.
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