Tap: The Long Lost Love For The Dance I Never Studied
"Do you tap?" "No." I can feel the regret sink to the bottom of my throat every time I'm asked. Oh sure, I've faked it--pretty well, I might add--and on a professional stage! It's not that I didn't like tap dance as a kid or even that I wasn't exposed to it. Quite the opposite--my mother made sure I owned, or had at least seen every single Shirley Temple movie in existence by the time I was six years old, and I complied quite happily. To this day, some of those song and dance numbers come back to haunt me with a classic nostalgia and I find myself looking them up on YouTube for a trip down memory lane--and sometimes just to marvel at the musical genius of songs that, for whatever reason, seem to have faded into obscurity. It's not that I wasn't exposed to any contemporary tap dancers either--the late Gregory Hines would often rehearse at my home studio when he visited L.A., and while we couldn't always see the rehearsals, my f...