Orville Small
This is how Orville describes how this weird addiction got a hold of him.....
How did this happen you ask?.....No clue! What last I remember before having a guy named 'congo' and his buddies 'cowbell' and 'bongos' slip some magic potion into my drink at the bar is not very clear. I guess I do remember a time about two years back where I was taken to a Latin club by some ladyfriends and couldn't wait for the hip hop set to be played. But then that potion had kicked in. In a matter of weeks my homeboy Chester and I set out to take a 13 week lesson. Seeing that I progressed faster than expected, I cut my session short and took a few private lessons. Shortly after, about six months, I was approached to audition for a Cuban group recognized for performing across Quebec.
Now this was the first time that I ever saw Cuban costumes.....you know, the traditional Cuban tight shirt, deep V-neck with sleeves full of fluffs (that's what I call it). This was truly something that I never thought I would see myself in.... And then the shoes!.......Pointy!..... I was praying that 'congo' and his buddies would come around and slip another 'something' into my drink. At about that time I entered my first competition. Was I nervous?........Do women think that Brad Pitt looks good? From that point, I had one goal in mind..........Do my own thing!! So between going to the clubs, practicing on my own and taking a private from time to time, I set out to establish what I wanted to see myself being as a dancer. At about a year, I opened my dance school and taught at a club called 6/49 with Chester Moran. So if you're ever in Montreal, holler at him cause he'll 'hook you up'. Throughout that time until this present day I have been competing in local and major competitions placing first in seven of ten. Sooooooooooo now I am where I am today. I've moved to Toronto on very short notice to fulfill my love for this dance or better yet, to find out what old 'congo' slipped into my drink.
How did this happen you ask?.....No clue! What last I remember before having a guy named 'congo' and his buddies 'cowbell' and 'bongos' slip some magic potion into my drink at the bar is not very clear. I guess I do remember a time about two years back where I was taken to a Latin club by some ladyfriends and couldn't wait for the hip hop set to be played. But then that potion had kicked in. In a matter of weeks my homeboy Chester and I set out to take a 13 week lesson. Seeing that I progressed faster than expected, I cut my session short and took a few private lessons. Shortly after, about six months, I was approached to audition for a Cuban group recognized for performing across Quebec.
Now this was the first time that I ever saw Cuban costumes.....you know, the traditional Cuban tight shirt, deep V-neck with sleeves full of fluffs (that's what I call it). This was truly something that I never thought I would see myself in.... And then the shoes!.......Pointy!..... I was praying that 'congo' and his buddies would come around and slip another 'something' into my drink. At about that time I entered my first competition. Was I nervous?........Do women think that Brad Pitt looks good? From that point, I had one goal in mind..........Do my own thing!! So between going to the clubs, practicing on my own and taking a private from time to time, I set out to establish what I wanted to see myself being as a dancer. At about a year, I opened my dance school and taught at a club called 6/49 with Chester Moran. So if you're ever in Montreal, holler at him cause he'll 'hook you up'. Throughout that time until this present day I have been competing in local and major competitions placing first in seven of ten. Sooooooooooo now I am where I am today. I've moved to Toronto on very short notice to fulfill my love for this dance or better yet, to find out what old 'congo' slipped into my drink.
Now, I can try and search for a whole lot of dance background to feed you but there is none. Did I back spin on cardboard in the past? Sure.........but that's the extent of it. Don't let a lack of academics prior to dancing salsa fool you. My heart guides and my body follows................burn rubber on the pavement.
Signed Orville Small
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