Notes
1. See Selah, Makkada B., “Powder Burns: House Dancing Finally Gets Its Day (Four, Actually) in New York City”, Village Voice, June 26, 2007. http://www.villagevoice.com/2007-06-26/music/powder-burns/
2. See Freeman, Santiago, “House Dance Hits the Concert Stage”, Dance Spirit Magazine, February 2007. http://www.dancespirit.com/articles/720
3. Id.
4. In European countries and Asia, House Dance was introduced by a series of New York-based dancers who had gravitated to house dance from hip-hop culture in the early 1990s. As a result, house dance has been viewed as an extension or derivative of hip-hop culture when it in fact developed on its own trajectory in nightclubs throughout the 1980s, independent of what was happening in hip-hop culture. See Reeves, Marcus, “Celebrating an Unsung Body Revolution”, New York Press, July 5, 2007. http://www.nypress.com/20/28/abouttown/about2.cfm.
5. Freeman wrote a seminal article on the development of House Dance in national publication Dance Spirit Magazine. See id.
6. See Sagolla, Lisa Jo, “Breaking into House”, Backstage, November 16, 2007. http://www.backstage.com/bso/advice-columns/actors-craft/voice-movement/article_display.jsp?vnu_content_id=1003673874
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