France, for instance, sounds ridiculous: either a B-movie Western cliché, punctuated with the tinny sound of a fake revolver firing: Dance, France! Or some kind of slur in the diplomatic circles: "Yeah, the ol' France Dance."
Likewise, the United Dance States of America? Shuffle how you like, those five words add up to a cheesy television contest. From the 1980's. With shiny Lycra outfits and big hair.
Lapland being a sparsely populated region with very little neon and months of weather that contraindicates skimpy clothing. So I'm thinking...definitely: Lap Dance Land.
Oh, Canada. Add "dance" and you get "Canadance, eh?"
Proving yet again that it's impossible to spell the country's name without a mocking nod to the Ontario accent.
So, working on the Northerly countries...Iceland? No. Even after watching the Winter Olympic Games with interest, just -- no.
...And only because I know people IN FINLAND who adore Jimmy Buffett, let's give Finland the dance: " 'Cause you're the only bait in town..."
Central Asia is ripe for this sort of nonsense.
Almost any of the -stans sound sassy after a drive-by dancing. Not including Afghanistan, of course, but Turkmen-Dance-istan? Uzbek-Dance-istan? Yes please!
And, as a marginally less ridiculous note, here's what I learned today: the suffix "stan" which means, roughly, "in the place" in Persian, traces its roots back to the same source as the English home "stead." I take this as a message: we are not so different, cultures and languages. Which leaves me with a wistful final thought: World Peace Dance.