I started off enjoying this viral dance video by 11-year-old Sean Lew when I first saw the tweet from the LGBT magazine Instinct. The more I saw it, the more queerious I became. Why am I fascinated by watching an 11-year-old Asian American boy (who isn’t “sexy”) doing Jazz Funk, the genre of “gay hip hop” that my teacher Viet named?
It seems that our young Sean loves Jazz Funk. Here’s a better dance video that he did in Bobby Newberry’s class at Millenium. The choreography is even more girly/gay and sexual:
We’re amused and fascinated by Sean and his spectacle not only because he was a fantastic dancer at a young age but also because he had no qualms doing gay/girly/sexual routines. He was literally in drag in terms of movement. And drag is amusing and spectacular, isn’t it?
I was just in class the other day and we, all of us adults, were doing a kind of girly routine taught by a female instructor. The boys in the class started chuckling and didn’t want to do the girly moves. They in turn made me self-conscious doing those moves half-heartedly.
What if Sean were doing the Miley Cyrus’s twerking VMA routine?
Ms. Cyrus has gotten enough flack about it. Imagine our young Sean doing it. Wouldn’t that be even a bigger and more amusing spectacle?
I remember when I was six, my mom let me be in drag and play the “Night Chicken” prostitute character that I created. I applaud Sean’s parents for letting him take dance classes and putting them on Youtube. It’s truly a sign of (Asian) American modernity.