Watching these Ghetto Kids Triplets videos really does something for me. Makes me miss childhood and also remember that I dream of traveling the world to just dance. I feel like I got to have the world come to me, and always have grown up learning dance informally through videos (back in the day it would have to be a VHS I luckily found somewhere), meeting people who taught me about the dance from their neck of the hoods, and traveling/going to clubs/parties in various parts of the US. I have this tingle still that it would be something to actually travel and be in these places. But until then (if ever), I love having access to the various manifestations and expressions of African/Black Dance whether it be rural, town or urban.
For a while now these Ghetto Kid videos stay being my happy place. On the grimiest of days...two doses keeps the hopelessness away.