Direct from Yanna:
Let’s dance at Cupola
Cupola is on tomorrow Thursday September 1st
and every 1st Thursday of the month,
FREE social dance at Cupola
sponsored by Divino Ritmo Dance, open to the public, free parking with validation
Drinks and food for purchase from Wine bar/Stage restaurant
There will be complimentary spread of pupus, compliments of Cupola management
Let’s dance at Cupola
Cupola is on tomorrow Thursday September 1st
and every 1st Thursday of the month,
FREE social dance at Cupola
sponsored by Divino Ritmo Dance, open to the public, free parking with validation
Drinks and food for purchase from Wine bar/Stage restaurant
There will be complimentary spread of pupus, compliments of Cupola management
for last month's inconvenience
6:30-9:30PM DJ Lucas plus complimentary mini lesson
6:30-9:30PM DJ Lucas plus complimentary mini lesson
(by Yanna who is back from her maternity leave)
Inspiration Design Center building, Kapiolani blvd, 2nd floor
Any questions divinoritmo@aol.com
Lucas cell: 917 568 3173
Inspiration Design Center building, Kapiolani blvd, 2nd floor
Any questions divinoritmo@aol.com
Lucas cell: 917 568 3173
Pub's Side Note: A couple more days notice would be nice for the readers. And since this is not a commercial enterprise, Yanna could say something more on her "maternity leave" for their readers, this is Social Media.
"Most of us are experienced dancers but we can know the feeling: in a new club, with the music coursing through our veins like liquid anticipation. Dry ice, and flecks of Old Spice and the smell of clean human beings are mingling in the air and curling up our nostrils. We want to move - to dance across the floor, manifesting the pounding music in physical form, only our muscles are tense. Our brow furrowed, and instead we stand watching everybody else, one clammy hand clinging to a plastic cup. We eventually will and do move forward and have a happy time." ~ The Dancer.
"Tiny Bubbles" by Don Ho
"Most of us are experienced dancers but we can know the feeling: in a new club, with the music coursing through our veins like liquid anticipation. Dry ice, and flecks of Old Spice and the smell of clean human beings are mingling in the air and curling up our nostrils. We want to move - to dance across the floor, manifesting the pounding music in physical form, only our muscles are tense. Our brow furrowed, and instead we stand watching everybody else, one clammy hand clinging to a plastic cup. We eventually will and do move forward and have a happy time." ~ The Dancer.
"The past, present, and future walk into a bar in Pearl City.
Let me tell you, it was tense."