There’s dancing, and then there’s dancing. I’m perfectly capable of doing the white-guy-disco-shuffle to most danceworthy stuff, and in my younger days I was quite partial to the odd bit of pogo or headbanging as well. But there isn’t really anything that I could claim to know the real moves to, if you’re discounting (as I would) the semi-ironic “big square, small square, circle, tree” that I’m inclined to throw at anything trancey on the radio or the fact that I can actually do Y-M-C-A in the right timing. Except, possibly, one. This is the point at which I have to own up to knowing the moves to this.

Direct link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zWaymcVmJ-A