The word “instant” usually sounds promising. Instant messenger, instant replay, instant rice. However, instant dance? Doesn’t have the same ring to it.
This week we have the infamous instant dance, where we learn choreography, but won’t know the song we’ll be sweating to until minutes before we perform live on Monday. In a way, the instant dance sounds like an oxymoron considering it feels like we learn every dance almost instantly. As I write, Team Kanenball is two days into learning two very unrelated routines.