When it came to a wedding, I was pretty easygoing about a lot of things, but there was one thing that I really, really,  really wanted. Dancing. And not that ‘have a DJ who puts on some random popular music and the really brave people bop along to it looking kinda lame’ dancing either.  The last time I went to a wedding in Hawaii with that kind of dancing the DJ played that Shaggy song about the spare key and the girl next door, and I wasn’t going to have that! Nope, I wanted proper, elegant, dancing.  But it had to be something that everyone could do, which meant contradancing, with a caller. There isn’t actually anyone who does contradancing in my neck of the woods in Hawaii, so my dad and I ordered in instruction tapes, learned how to call, taught a bunch of friends how to contradance, videotaped ourselves calling, and gave the tapes and elaborate instructions to a very brave musician who was willing to try calling.  And sorted an entire playlist. …