“I don’t want to go to some dance, do you?” my best friend asked as we sat in our hotel room in Dublin, Ireland. We were in Dublin with the school’s marching band. We had marched in the St. Patrick’s Day parade that morning, and that evening there was a dance for all the participating bands.
I agreed with my friend, but our chaperone insisted that we at least go down and check it out. As we walked to the ball room we wondered what type of music would the
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