Disregard what the YouTube description says.
This is me and my brother getting down at a dance in college. We were a lot shorter then. And my brother really loved long belts. And that was pretty much the only music played out here in Nuevo Mexico, ’cause it was so long ago.
We worked really hard on our super moves. My brother polished his foot work and his karate-like arm flings. “You can never be too prepared,” he’d used to tell me of his explosive, jujitsu stylings. I really liked to spin because it was like being a human tilt-a-whirl. I felt like a bird in an air turbine.
Our sister played the sax in the background. She was really talented.
Go ahead. Marvel at us.