I love to dance! I can get myself into a zen state with music and completely zone out. Depending on the type of music, I can have as much fun dancing with a woman as a I can with a man. Give me a little "lubrication", pull out the fiddle and I'm on my feet or put on a record that I can Jive to and I'm gone.

Slow dances....well give me a man! They can lead me anywhere.

I have found very few men to be what I consider good dancers, but it's never too late to learn, if they can relax, it doesn't matter if they don't have all the steps, they can take me to heaven.

My husband on the other hand becomes almost apoplectic when called upon to dance and I find a lot of musicians are the same. All that mispent youth, when I was out whooping it up, he spent in a basement with his friends honing his skills or playing for fools like me and he never learned.

It's not that he can't get into music, as witnessed by the drool stains on his shirt, its just that he has no body rememberance that kicks in when he doesn't have a guitar in his hand. He feels self concious and awkward and try as I might I can't get him to lessons. Any suggestions from someone who has been there and succeeded? I've been trying for over twenty-five years.