Just there waving my body like some sort of lunatic seaweed in a surging forest of like-minded sea flora and I’m just going, we’re all just flowing and it doesn’t stop, no it can’t stop, I am dripping with the sweat of the person next to the person next to me and we are a throbbing salivating hot mass of nothing but love for the gods of sound that rush our ears from the steel chords that swing from your shoulders and in this moment nothing else exists, the bassline beats my entire being into sweet submission and you flood our bodies with the black and blue sounds of your vocal chords straining and stretching in just perfect harmony; the violently outstretched hands and fingers, my fogged up glasses, the snapping and twitching of our heads can barely do you any justice but we try anyways, we rage on and on against your music and we fall in love with you all over again and again and again and its all just amazing, thanks.