As someone who played drums for 7 years and even got a minor in music composition, I feel that I may have at least a semblance of an excuse but really it’s just an elaborately constructed bit of procrastination. This gets exponentially worse the more dancy (dancey?) and bumpin’ the music gets. I can’t help it!
Even now it’s difficult to write because my shoulders are swaying, hips bouncing and fingers tap-tapping rhythmically on the keyboard.
Ok, now that 20 minutes have passed I better finish writing this. The gist of it is that I’m a slave to my own inner Patrick Swayze.