In the past few weeks, I’ve been working a sort of county fair at the local junior college. Pumpkin patches, children, and haunted mazes. Fun. As stage and technical director, it was my job to ensure that the stage was clean, the audio rig was hooked up properly, lighting, and when it was all set up, mixing sound for performers, bands, and dancers. Being an outdoor wooden stage at a farm center, there was dust galore. The majority of performers on the weekends were young dancers. Toddlers to teenagers dancing to Rhianna’s “Cake” (I won’t get into what is slightly perturbing about seeing stage moms rooting for their six year olds lip syncing all the words to such hits as “Cake”, “It’s all about me”, and mouthing things like “Don’t you want it?” while suggestively “dancing”. But… I am not a parent and maybe don’t understand what it’s like to say “no” to an aspiring young dancer wanting to get up on stage to do such things.
In any case, I got to see first hand how our Matlay Dance Floor works and does its thing. Every Saturday and Sunday for six weeks, I unrolled 6′x4″ rolls of Matlay, use vinyl dance tape to adhere them together, and let the little ones dance to their little hearts content. After having my ears perforated for 3-6 hours, I’d clean up shop and roll the Matlay Flooring back up and do the same thing all over again the next day.
On the last three Sundays, interestingly enough, we had a local martial arts studio come and give us a demonstration. After doing some impressive choreography and sparring, they rolled out their Deluxe Bi-Layered Martial Arts Mats to do some acrobatics of sorts. Backflips, somersaults, and eventually, my favorite, brick breaking. Brick breaking with their foreheads! Tough sons of mothers, these guys were.