One thing about Dominicans that endears me is their innate musical nature. They have an almost involuntary response to music — they simply must dance. But the musical culture is not contained merely within the Dominican Republic, it is indicative of the island as a whole – the island of Hispaniola – in which both the Dominican Republic and Haiti call their home. In fact, one could question which culture is more musical, Haitian or Dominican, much like one could wonder which came first, the chicken or the egg.

I love to dance too, always have, and I owe my first dance edification to this same island of Hispaniola. At the age of 9 during one of my visits to Haiti with my father, I learned to dance Merengue. I was in a big dance hall with my father and his friends. We were sitting up on the second floor balcony looking down upon a large dance floor below where many couples danced away. I remember the big, colorful skirts of the girls as they swayed to the up tempo music. The men wore straight slacks and short sleeve dress shirts. Some had white hats with a band on them. The music never stopped and the dancers never stopped dancing.

We had been at the club for hours. It was late. My father and his friends had been drinking, smoking, and ogling the girls. There were no other kids there. I was bored and all the fun was happening down below. I had never danced before but the temptation was irresistible and I’ve never been good at resisting temptation.


Haitian nightclub singer — Photo © David X Young

The adults weren’t paying any attention to me so I slipped downstairs by myself and onto the dance floor. I had a pretty pink dress with yellow flowers, gathered in the bust with a full skirt and spaghetti straps. I went out to dance by myself, the only kid on the dance floor, and after watching the couples for a while, taught myself to dance Merengue – or at least a close approximation of it. No one paid me any mind. They let me go and I had a blast.

It felt like I danced for hours. Back then, I had a significant limp when I walked (one leg was nearly 5 inches shorter than the other), but on the dance floor it felt like I flew. I was hooked.

Ever since then, I have loved to dance and Merengue, a musical style popular in both Haiti and the Dominican Republic, is a sentimental favorite. So it is no wonder that years later in my adulthood, when visiting the Dominican Republic, hearing Merengue triggered a visceral response, ending in me moving there.

Back in Santo Domingo after nearly 8 months, the music became my soundtrack, always on, always a part of life. But what I love the most is how the music moves its listeners into dance, no matter when, where or what they are doing.

The music: Merengue, Bachata, Salsa, Reggaeton or even just a couple of instruments played on the corner, all have same effect — the feet move in a slight shuffle, the hips sway and the hands tap.

When we were at a resort for our mini honeymoon, they had a local band, traditional style from the campo (country), which played music. One waiter was particularly moved by the music and was unable to contain himself. He cleared the tables with a sway in his hips, sometimes adding a spin. He clapped his hands when they were empty and burst out in enthusiastic hoots, all the while with a broad smile on his face. He was a middle aged man with the classic face of someone who works hard and enjoys the simple things in life. Music was one of them.

By contrast, our “cobrador” on the bus (the man who collects the money) looked about 19. He had the style popular with the urban hip hop crowd in the US — baggy jeans and backwards baseball cap — but when the driver put Salsa on, he slapped his hands against the side of the bus, shuffled his feet and sang along, just like the waiter had. Different walks of life, though sharing an almost reflexive response to music.

There are a lot of things that cause strife on this small island between the two cultures that call it home. Haitians and Dominicans are different in many ways but they share the love of music and the irrepressible urge to move to the beat. Music and dance happens spontaneously for short bursts and long stretches, in discos and street corners, in fancy dress and work clothes.

On this island which has so much poverty, corruption, inflation, and complication, music and dance are free to enjoy. By enjoying and even indulging in music, Dominicans and Haitians keep their spirits up as they move through their day. I love that. We Americans love our quiet, our silence and our space. There is none of that here. One is thrust into the rhythm and the best thing is to relax and let the music flow through you.

Dancing in the Street Avenida Venezuela, photo from

Dancing in the Street Avenida Venezuela, photo from

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Eliza discovered she was an island girl at the tender age of 9 when she first visited Haiti, on the island of Hispaniola, with her father. From the first blast of the brilliant Caribbean sun to the sway of the dancers’ hips to Merengue music, she was hooked. Years later, Eliza had an opportunity to teach a class on the other half of Hispaniola, the Dominican Republic, and her island girl spark was rekindled. Within a year she sold her home and moved to the capital, Santo Domingo. Living and working in the D.R. running a creative service company has taught her valuable new skills such as how to work al paso (slowly) and remain tranquila (relaxed). It is said that when a gringa lives in the Dominican Republic long enough she becomes aplatanada, which means she has eaten enough plantains to be considered Dominicana. Eliza has not only eaten her share of plantains, but she’s cooked them herself too! Currently she listens to Latin music all day long and continues to consume plantains in Dominicana quantities. She also blogs at Amor y Sabor.

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