Sentence examples for ecstatic dancers from inspiring English sources

It's a standard R&B and hip-hop scene with ecstatic dancers and lots of bling, and Ms. Hudson's vocal flights and hands-on-hips attitude invite comparisons to Mariah Carey, Christina Aguilera and Ms. Keys — women who match a strong voice to an even stronger personality.

The sky then segues to a man raising his arms and bounding from toe to toe within a room full of ecstatic dancers.

SoCal's current stew of spirituality, wellness, and consciousness comes in many varieties from the Moon Juice guzzling GOOP aristocracy to the ayahuasceros, ecstatic dancers, shamanic DJs, personal development junkies, hippies, hypnotists, hydrotherapists, herbalists, weed biz hustlers, and Instagram models who post bikini photos over inspirational quotes and call it work.

David's commitment to fundamental principles rewarded him with a room packed full of an ecstatic dancers by the time of his anniversary party the following February; that night I began to grasp what The Loft must have been like during peak years in the 1970s and early 1980s.

Mark Leckey's Fiorucci Made Me Hardcore, the iconic video collage of late 20th-century found footage of British club culture, begins with a sunset and a woman's looped words: " You wanna, you wanna, you wanna... " The sky then segues to a man raising his arms and bounding from toe to toe within a room full of ecstatic dancers.

I was already an ecstatic dancer in the world.

There are ecstatic Delacroix dancers (MNR 143) and a mournful Géricault lion (MNR 137), whose owners, like all the others, have never been found.

It was even bigger than the largest of the thangkas, but in this portrait the Chinese President had been Tibetanized: he wore a khatag, and his figure was superimposed over images of the Potala Palace and ecstatic Tibetan dancers in traditional costumes.

Last year I visited an old dance hall in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, filled with a working class audience of ecstatic samba dancers and my favorite music.

It was the first time, and one of the best times, that I felt that kind of Dionysian boundary-melting you're supposed to feel at concerts, with "I Wanna Be Your Lover" pounding in my chest cavity like an enlarged heart, and stranger's hands pulling me into an ecstatic scrum of dancers near the stage.

Audiences were left to make their own interpretations of why Einstein appeared as an ecstatic violinist and dancer, as the action moved between a train station and a space ship.