Forget about celebrity dance-offs, M.C. Hammer, P. Diddy or whatever young buck is the latest hot dancer on MTV. You're known around town as a dancing machine. When that beat comes on, something tribal takes over and your feet start to move. When you strut onto the dance floor, the sea of sweaty poseurs instantly parts and all you hear is the sweet sound of cowbells beckoning you to boogie into the history books.
This is the dawning of the Age of Aquarius, and you embody the holy funk dictum: Free your mind and your ass will follow.
Chuck BrownWaldorf, Md.
Sounds like: Part drum circle, part gospel service, part funk fest.
Why you should see him: Because Brown is the godfather of the D.C.-bred go-go genre, a true legend; and besides, this may be the closest you get to a packed, inner-city party at the sweatiest D.C. club.
When: Saturday, 5 p.m., 9:15 p.m.
Sounds like: Premodern reggae on a pogo stick.
Why you should see them: How many rude boys does it take to screw in a light bulb? One to drop it, three others to "pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, pick it up!!" Yeah, you know the ska sound. It wants you to stay upbeat and positive. Keep moving. Irie.
When: Saturday, 5 p.m., 9:30 p.m.; Sunday, noon, 5 p.m.
Carlos de Leon OrchestraCaribbean and New England
Sounds like: A hot Latin-jazz show from a Dominican Republic hotel; or that new "Dexter" series on Showtime.
Why you should see them: Great musicianship, especially the horn players. Band leader Carlos de Leon plays trumpet and adds gruff vocals to a band that easily juggles the hottest Latin dance sounds (salsa to meringue and son) with orchestral jazz.
When: Friday, 9:15 p.m.; Saturday, 2:30 p.m., 6 p.m.
The Quebe Sisters BandBurleson, Texas
Sounds like: A down-home Texas fiddle do-si-do.
Why you should see them: You like the old-school dancing from the South, and these fine young ladies are champion fiddle players who don't disappoint. Yee-haw! Swing your partna, round and round!
When: Friday, 8 p.m.; Saturday, 3 p.m., 5 p.m.; Sunday, 4:15 p.m.