PlazaJen: Passion Knit

If you don't love the song "Dance, Dance" by Fallout Boy, then you can just click on "next blog" and move along. Because today, I dedicate my love to "Dance, Dance." Is it pop-esque? A little bit. It has enough blazing guitar and lack of syntheticness to keep it halfway under the alternative umbrella. (I would hate to lose my alternative music lover's card - I'm already on probation for the J.Lo and Beyonce songs from last summer...)

It's one of those songs that make you want to slam dance, or be in a dance troupe, doing a choreographed number at lightening speed. I find while listening to it in the car, as loud as possible without distortion, I become an air drummer. And a triple-time shoulder shimmier. People who see me? Must conclude I am having a seizure. Because I am! A SEIZURE OF HAPPINESS.