It's maybe the worst song ever but when a two year old makes a request you kind of have to grant it.
So we danced, like we always do, until Bill stepped up to the laptop to share some of his favorite music.
It started with David Bowie, thanks to the big news of the day that rather than retiring from music or knocking on death's door like people have been speculating, he's actually been recording an album all this time. The first single was released yesterday. On his 66th birthday!
From David Bowie, we went to Queen and then skipped around a bit before landing on a Siouxsie and the Banshees song. Bill let out a sigh and said, "I remember listening to this in my room with all the lights off and incense burning. Isn't it dreamy?"
Without skipping a beat, Liam started shutting off lights while I pulled a couple sticks of nag champa out of the hutch in the kitchen (thanks, Santa!). And so began our most epic dance party to date.
There's just something about a dark, smokey room that takes things to the next level. We danced to Cocteau Twins, Suede, Catherine Wheel, Jesus and Mary Chain, Bauhaus, Love and Rockets, Peter Murphy, Morrissey, Dead Can Dance...you name it.
That's one of the only videos that turned out (what's up with the weird size, iPhone?). Because the rest were taken in the kitchen or living room where the only light was coming from the laptop screen or the tip of a burning incense. It was the first time Finn got to hold his own stick and he LOVED it. "I'm drawing, Mama! Wook! Dada, come ere. I'm drawing! Wook..."
Liam's been around the block a few times with both incense (since bugs don't like smoke he takes a stick with him when he goes outside to play on buggier days...) and Bill's musical teachings (if you haven't read that post or it's been a while since you've seen the video, I HIGHLY recommend you check it out), but that didn't stop him from having the time of his life.
We all did, actually. But if I had to guess I'd say that Bill had an especially awesome night. It was kind of like we had all jumped into his old bedroom with the music blaring and the incense burning and just kind of got it, you know? Got him. Like all those years where he maybe felt alone or different or whatever kids feel just totally made sense to us. As soon as the music starts we're just like, "Yep. Totally. No need to explain. Let's dance."
And so we did. We danced and we laughed and I laid on the floor trying to take photos while Finn drew pictures in the air and the house filled with smoke. Then 7:30 rolled around and we turned the lights back on and aired out the house put our babies to bed. Until next time...