In the 80s and 90s when lots of Latin Rite churches were still going whole hog with Liturgical Committees and dancing girls and such, whenever I was out of town on Sunday, which was often, I looked for an Eastern Rite church for mass. I knew that I would not meet any unpleasant surprises. The emcee, possibly a woman with the priest sitting passively on the back of the dais, wouldn’t open the mass with a nongendered Sign of the Cross. Girls in flowing skirts would not dance down the aisle. The congregants wouldn’t be loudly greeting each other from 40 feet away.
The Eastern Rite churches that I have attended have had wonderful liturgies. I think any Roman would be enriched by attending.
Boy, can I relate to your anecdote! Just recently the husband of a friend of mine died and I went to the funeral Mass. Apparently my friend’s husband liked to dance, so the priest - during the very unCatholic eulogy, I might add - danced around the man’s coffin! It was a disgrace.