I'd just play 'til my hands fell off. My parents would yell at me to stop because they couldn't stand the noise any more! I was terrible! It must have been hard for them to listen to me as a beginning drummer.
Don't just stand there, idiot. Call a doctor, and then help me find a nose.
The dance world is too small in lots of ways - it's too intense, it rattles around itself, and it needs exposing to other ideas.

