Just back from the wedding reception of a co-worker. It was nice and all, but perhaps there were too many children there, all of whom took up space on the dance floor for the entire evening, so there really was no place to dance without tripping over a toddler. (Sounds the like the title of my next novel, Tripping Over a Toddler.)
The band took a break for the cake cutting, and when they came back, people started placing requests for stuff they couldn't play. So someone took out their phone and took over the party for about an hour with iTunes for all the major line dances and some Latin stuff, like cumbia and bachata, which are really popular. The band really didn't need to come back. Seemed odd.