Just because the bellydancing is in a pizza joint (and a hippy pizza joint, at that) doesn't mean you have to act all bored and keep your back to the performer.
I'm not talking about Wagner, either.
|Envy can be so ugly.|
|Vashti (at right) has the right idea.|
|Here's another performer with the right idea.|
He was singing a stirring, right-minded composition entitled, "I HATE THE POLICE." Sing it, brother.
Six months later it sometimes still gets stuck in my head.