When I had my Big, Fat, Expensive Wedding and I was Queen for a Day, I told the DJ that no matter how much people begged, if he played, ‘The Chicken Dance’ I was NOT going to pay him. ;)
I grew up in Milwaukeestan. It’s truly the worst thing my German ancestors brought over with them. :)
While stationed in Germany I attended two weddings. At each reception banquet after everyone had linked arms and rocked side to side singing traditional songs, they all stood up and broke into the Chicken Dance. This was in 1983. It was heard everywhere that year.
As for Milwaukee Germans, I will always thank them for bringing “Hackepeter” (cannibal sandwich) to these shores.
;^)