
On this great day, we see what Tap should really look like.

And Tony
Danza, well, who doesn't like Tony
Danza, especially when it's a 'Tap Extravaganza'! Tap has been part of the American culture for....well, a long time. The
original members of
Moonpie were in a Tap Group way back when in good '
ol Albuquerque. We were simply known as "The Cowboy
tappin' chaps". We tapped at rodeos, county fairs and
Tupperware parties throughout the southwest. Jones and Martin hated dancing but Rick and I were just silly with it. There was just no stopping us. Oh man, the spurs, the
fringe and red piping on our shirts, our hats, I loved it all. But like everything else, the troupe came to a
screeching halt when Rick said, "hey, wait a minute.....this blows." The three of us left the dance studio in tears while Rick
crumpled up his cowboy hat and tossed it in the trash can.

Martin, Vance, Rick, Jones circa 1966