Thursday, June 25, 2009

Stomp and Circumstance

I can't say that I have much to brag
about when it comes to my Alma mater Provo High School on University Avenue. There were good times, bad times and a d-wing where the cowboys hung out and spit tobaccee.

One thing for certain was that we had the most vamped stomps. They always started with some violent ACDC song like TNT or Highway to Hell which begged us all on the dance floor. The playlist continued with a fusion of hip hop and grunge, peppered with slow songs for those who followed their hormones. By-the-way, there was none of this holding hands in waltz fashion while we slow danced, nooo my friend, we were hugging and circling. Hugging and circling. I can smell the overuse of cologne right now.

Then Stairway to Heaven would play and no one knew what to do with that song (slow at the beginning, with beats at the end?) but it made us all feel mysterious and a little wicked listening to it.

Man, did I live for the PHS stomps. I danced every wild song with my friends and retreated to a corner when the slow song moved in motion. It was there that I set my heart on wanting a certain boy to come and ask me to dance. But I'd be equally happy when the priest from my ward asked me instead. I mean, just to save me from the garden of the wall flowers.

Perhaps you are like me, one who savored your stomps. And if you are like me, you will be happy to know that this Friday the class of '94 is sponsoring an old fashioned PHS stomp in the Commons. Just like the old ones--held right after the PHS football team would lose to another unworthy opponent and we danced like it didn't matter.

Via Katy Knight (1994 Student Body President) here is whats going down:

The PHS class of '94 is having a stomp this friday (June 27) at Provo High -- just like any old Friday circa 1990 - 1994.

It's been 15 years, and since the opportunity to dance to Ace of Base has pretty much dried up we want to be a very inclusive class and extend an invite to all friends regardless of age, high school alum, or musical taste.

Tickets are $10 at the door,
or $8 online:

I love dancing to Ace of Base . . . who doesn't pull out Lucky Love every now and again?