I'm involved in two different SF Bay Area dance organizations (and call for dances
with many others).
Bay Area English Regency Society sponsors 10-a-year informal dance parties where nobody
gets paid;
Admission is $10 for a 2.5 hour dance with some refreshments. That's on the honor
system, though, and
It's a goal that nobody's excluded because they can't afford it. Reminder at
the break to kick in and sign in if you haven't; cash box stays out until the end.
Most months admission covers rent.
BAERS also runs several balls a year, where some of the musicians get paid, rent is
higher, and there are decoration and refreshment expenses. That's $15 in advance, $20
at the door, some discounts for being with affiliated organizations ($2 discount max); two
breaks, price is the same throughout the evening, and the door probably closes about
halfway through the last set. (There's a tendency for people to come late to costume
events because they're getting their acts together, so it would be counterproductive
to drop prices in the second set.)
Bay Area Country Dance Society (BACDS) runs contras and English dances, balls, workshops,
camps.
Fee structure:
Supporter: $15
Regular: $10 on Friday/Saturday/Sunday, $9 on weeknights
Member Discount: $2 from regular prices
Student/Low-income: $5
or pay what you can.
("Special" dances with out-of-town staff might be two dollars higher, although
we don't raise the Supporter price and the student price goes up only $1. We figure
the "pay what you can" option - pioneered in our area by the Queer Contra folks)
covers the problem if the prices are too high.
The board made a formal decision in the early 90s that it was full price until the end of
the evening. (At that time we were getting tons of dancers; we peaked about 2002, had some
of our local dances fall very low, and some of those dances have been brought back to
excitement and solvency by the efforts of committees, but nowhere near the size we were in
at the height of the dotcom bubble and before our neighboring organizations started strong
programming which provided alternatives in semi-plausible driving distance. There was an
argument about how you still had to pay the door price to get into the Freight (local folk
club) after intermission, and how the musicians had been working all night even if you
weren't there, and deserved their pay.)
The board also made a formal decision that you wouldn't get the member discount if you
didn't show your membership card.
Dance managers and people at the door generally quietly decline to do things they think
are stupid.
(Making everybody to pull out their cards (a) makes the process of getting in really slow,
and pisses people off if they miss the first dance because they're waiting in line to
pay and (b) doesn't make that much difference. We make 'em sign in (for
insurance) and check a box for the rate they pay, and we've occasionally checked to
see that the people claiming member rates are in fact members. They almost always are.)
As far as I can tell, the general policy in actual effect at BACDS dances is that it's
full price as long as somebody's sitting the door; the dance manager will close the
box, count the money, and start doing the split for the band sometime in the second half,
and if you arrive after that it's kind of up to you whether you pay, and with the
"pay what you can" option, it's officially okay for you to not pay at all if
you can't do it now.
The rate chart given above is out at dances; otherwise, no formal discussion or signage on
the what-to-pay-if-you-arrive-late option is in sight.
On a personal note: back in 1989 I was in the Boston area for a training course, and
wanted to go to the Scout House dance. My local friend gave me directions to Concord with
a "and then just ask anybody on the street!" trailer. It rained fiercely;
nobody was on the street. No GPS, no cell phone. (I found a phone book to look for the
street address of the Scout House; I eventually found it just flipping through pages
because it was under "G" for "Girl Scout House", so now I knew what
street I was looking for.) I didn't find the street because the street name changed
at an intersection and a tree covered the sign with the street name. I found Walden Pond
three different times. I spent three hours driving frantically around Concord in the rain.
I arrived at the Scout House as the last contra was starting, and I probably looked like
death; I was certainly haggard and pissed off. The gal at the door refused my money and
just waved me in. I would have paid full price if I'd been asked, but it sure made me
feel welcomed and helped to change my mood. [That was the first time I'd contra
danced outside the Bay Area, and I had this bizarre feeling of déjà vu, because it was all
the same kind of people in the same kinds of outfits doing the same kinds of moves, even
though all the faces were unfamiliarity, mixed with a strong feeling of homecoming.) So
I'm personally very much in favor of not being a hard-ass about charging full
admission after about halfway through the last set.
-- Alan