Like many of Australia’s more charming and inexplicable national behaviours, it remains a mystery how or why Tina Turner’s Nutbush City Limits came to be played at every wedding, school dance and playground in the country. Many of us would not even remember when we learned the line dance that goes with the song (knee, knee; kick, kick). Sometimes an unconfirmed theory resurfaces, like the dance being developed by education departments in Queensland or New South Wales, as a form of PE for children.
But most of us simply accept that, somewhere along the way, we absorbed this Australian Macarena through some puzzling strain of cultural osmosis. We simply can’t help but dance to Tina. Knee, knee; kick, kick.
