so tired…
as taxing as a hot and crowded nightclub can be, there’s something really remarkable about loud house music and psychedelic, flashing lights.
and something happens to me in loud, dark nightclubs where i become completely and utterly satisfied by the most repetitive music. in fact i start to resent music that isn’t repetitive.
maybe something’s wrong with me? what else could explain my passionate love for pieces of music that don’t change for 8 minutes? it’s like for the first couple of minutes i’m thinking ‘oh, this is cool and satisfying’, and then the next couple of minutes i’m thinking ‘wow, this is really cool and satisfying’ and then after listening to the same piece of repetitive music for a while i’m thinking ‘oh my goodness, this is transcendent’.
strange phenomenon, huh?
so thanks to everyone for coming down to the benefit tonight. it looks as if over $100,000 was raised for the wives and children of deceased firefighters and police-people.
everyone was so generous, the dj’s, the club owners, even the bartenders were giving their tips to the cause. such an abundance of generosity and altruism is really heart-warming.
and like i said, i love loud house music.
-moby
