Growing up, I was that kid at every school function who refused to dance. My signature move was usually posting up at the edge of the dance floor in my JNCOs and Nine Inch Nails shirt, arms folded, observing my classmates with disgust as they swayed to Christina Aguilera. My excuse was that the pop music being played was stupid, and I wasn’t going to give that bullshit the satisfaction of dancing to it (and hey, fair point). In reality, I didn’t understand the basic principles of dancing, and was terrified of looking like a massive tit if I even tried. I assumed I was just one of those people who couldn’t dance, ever. All this changed at Ozzfest ’99, when I witnessed a band I’d never heard of named System Of A Down performing a song called Sugar. From start to finish, the track...
