MIAMI 2 : Sexy [saturday]
Posted by pianoman897 at 02:23 PM on December 20, 2004.
Saturday:
What a sexy day. I’ll skip to the good part. I spent this night at a Brazilian club. The house group comprised of the owner and some friends did a killer set. I ate this crazy “fisherman’s stew” during this set, very ethnic, very tasty. The group was based around just a guitarist/vocalist and a drummer. It grew to have a 20 minute Latin drum feature, with 3 drummers and the guitarist. By the way, all very intimate, they were about 6 feet away from us. Then the sexiness…Salsa Dancing. A girl, apparently the wife of the guitarist, came out in a “Carnival” costume (basically a swimsuit with feathery hat thing, and some beads). Not like an American cotton candy gay-carnival…we’re talking Brazilian carnival. We all danced along with her, as she just kind of pulled everyone out of their seats. I think everyone should act like Brazilians. They have a great time, play in time, and are sexy. Nexus should also do a Rio show… I’ll get on that. Back to the club…I assume all Brazilians can dance. Some random old guy got up during the show, and salsa-ed his way to the bathroom, then salsa-ed back. This of course made me feel extremely white, and with a lack in Katy, I had a lack in dance partner to distract some from my whiteness. The restaurant had a band from Northern Brazil perform next, and the place became packed. Everyone kept dancing all night. I checked out around 1 am. It never feels good when your parents can party harder than you. I had to convince them to leave so I had a ride back to the hotel. The sexy day was officially over.





What a sexy day. I’ll skip to the good part. I spent this night at a Brazilian club. The house group comprised of the owner and some friends did a killer set. I ate this crazy “fisherman’s stew” during this set, very ethnic, very tasty. The group was based around just a guitarist/vocalist and a drummer. It grew to have a 20 minute Latin drum feature, with 3 drummers and the guitarist. By the way, all very intimate, they were about 6 feet away from us. Then the sexiness…Salsa Dancing. A girl, apparently the wife of the guitarist, came out in a “Carnival” costume (basically a swimsuit with feathery hat thing, and some beads). Not like an American cotton candy gay-carnival…we’re talking Brazilian carnival. We all danced along with her, as she just kind of pulled everyone out of their seats. I think everyone should act like Brazilians. They have a great time, play in time, and are sexy. Nexus should also do a Rio show… I’ll get on that. Back to the club…I assume all Brazilians can dance. Some random old guy got up during the show, and salsa-ed his way to the bathroom, then salsa-ed back. This of course made me feel extremely white, and with a lack in Katy, I had a lack in dance partner to distract some from my whiteness. The restaurant had a band from Northern Brazil perform next, and the place became packed. Everyone kept dancing all night. I checked out around 1 am. It never feels good when your parents can party harder than you. I had to convince them to leave so I had a ride back to the hotel. The sexy day was officially over.








