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Doesn't shoorch bar suck? For those unfamiliar with the term, shoorch bar consists of that dance the armenian women do where they just hold pinkies and turn round and round.
There's always the leader, usually a woman in her fifties with fake blonde hair and lots of jewelry, and all the others follow her because she once took a dance class when she was eight. And this leader will come prepared with at least 3 new "moves" at every barahantes or wedding, ready to show em off. Of course, no matter how many new moves she brings, such classics as the "kick the heel twice and turn around" or the infamous "clap four times moving your hands from one corner to another in clockwise direction and then spin to clap again once the spin is over" will never be dropped. Of course, these women take up the whole place, and then some other women think they have something better going on, so they eventually start their own shoorch bar in the middle of the existing one, but being outnumbered, their union never lasts long enough and they either run away, hiding their face in shame, or join the bigger shoorchbar, caving in to peer pressure.
Of course, this prevents all the men from dancing until there is one brave soul who shows up, joins the line, really starts enjoying it, but then sees that all the other men are thinking he's acting too feminine, so he pretends he doesn't get the dance and leaves to go sit back down.
But then arrives the classical moment when the Aram Asatryan song , which is perfect for shoorchbar, slowly fades away to be replaced by a Tata song. That is when complete confusion reigns. The apprentices, who had just grasped the whole clap and turn technique no longer know what to do, and looks of confusion can be seen on their face, as they try to follow the feet of the head dancer. The head dancer is shocked when she first hears "Dzaghigner", but quickly regains composure and pretends that all is well, by attempting a quick transition to a faster paced move. However, her new move is improvised, and doesn't go well with the beat, so she starts to dance really fast, not knowing what she is doing herself, in order to save her dignity as lead dancer, because now she can blame the followers of not being quick enough, and go back to the table with a huge smile on her face, telling to everyone that is willing to listen "daktsank che me? ha ha ha". Deep down though, she knows she has failed, and will continue to fail until Tata songs are no longer played, because Tata songs are UNSHOORCHBARABLE!!!
There's always the leader, usually a woman in her fifties with fake blonde hair and lots of jewelry, and all the others follow her because she once took a dance class when she was eight. And this leader will come prepared with at least 3 new "moves" at every barahantes or wedding, ready to show em off. Of course, no matter how many new moves she brings, such classics as the "kick the heel twice and turn around" or the infamous "clap four times moving your hands from one corner to another in clockwise direction and then spin to clap again once the spin is over" will never be dropped. Of course, these women take up the whole place, and then some other women think they have something better going on, so they eventually start their own shoorch bar in the middle of the existing one, but being outnumbered, their union never lasts long enough and they either run away, hiding their face in shame, or join the bigger shoorchbar, caving in to peer pressure.
Of course, this prevents all the men from dancing until there is one brave soul who shows up, joins the line, really starts enjoying it, but then sees that all the other men are thinking he's acting too feminine, so he pretends he doesn't get the dance and leaves to go sit back down.
But then arrives the classical moment when the Aram Asatryan song , which is perfect for shoorchbar, slowly fades away to be replaced by a Tata song. That is when complete confusion reigns. The apprentices, who had just grasped the whole clap and turn technique no longer know what to do, and looks of confusion can be seen on their face, as they try to follow the feet of the head dancer. The head dancer is shocked when she first hears "Dzaghigner", but quickly regains composure and pretends that all is well, by attempting a quick transition to a faster paced move. However, her new move is improvised, and doesn't go well with the beat, so she starts to dance really fast, not knowing what she is doing herself, in order to save her dignity as lead dancer, because now she can blame the followers of not being quick enough, and go back to the table with a huge smile on her face, telling to everyone that is willing to listen "daktsank che me? ha ha ha". Deep down though, she knows she has failed, and will continue to fail until Tata songs are no longer played, because Tata songs are UNSHOORCHBARABLE!!!
Surprising to see that posters in NY and LA can relate to the Montreal shoorch bar experience.
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