Thursday, November 22, 2007

Underground

Just got back from an underground House music thing. They made us send an email with our phone number. They sent us back a text message on the day of, with instructions to call a number for directions. When we called the number, a voice message told us that the location will be revealed at 10pm. Sneaky shit!

It was in a warehouse. Dark and smoky. Before long the floor started getting wet with spilled drinks. DJs spinning in the corner. A circle forms. The music starts out hard. Some trancers get in the circle, one at a time, followed by some top rockers. I wasn't feeling their flow. I didn't like that they danced like they wanted to battle; like they were trying to outdo each other. Fuck that. Stepped out for a bit.

Soon the house got deeper. Groovier. Aww yea that's it. The "ravers" thin out now, some house dancers start to join in. Now I can feel the flow. Yea hit me with some broken beat. The wet floor has turned sticky now. Haha. But damn, the music takes me to some floor work.

It was hot and everyone was sweaty. 6 hours later, our legs are gone and we head home.

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