Boa Slithers Through the Jungle
-Maniak pumping her palm.
-Fused the as-of-yet sparse crowd into a hive of reckless energy/wasps with a quasi-trance intro slipped oh-so-subtly smack in the centre of her pounding set.
-The errie red blinds all that is important (...the dual tables, the rippling arms, the liqueur glass).
-Nuclear green radiates from the deep dark corners, corroding the the web of ductwork overhead and dripping thick onto the concrete floor.
-The DJ has immunity. They stand unaffected. Unfazed. Each taking their turn on the witness stand.
-The MC spews like a prophet. He is among us. Ascends to the stage. And then again is among us. Babbling at speeds beyond light with tact and insight. Spits freeflow like the hits the DJs spin, wits absurd words to fit with the mood he's in.
-Detached is the DJ -- and yet -- and yet key to their beat is interplay. They trick you with boredom, then slam you over head, just circling dex. Bass lines surge threatning power outage. Kingston harmony drifts in like seabirds.
-And then the DJ is dancing. And smiling. And laughing.
-But for sure. No jokes folks. This one's for serious.
(maybe it's just the E......
My mind reasons maybe, my junglist core says no).
-Fused the as-of-yet sparse crowd into a hive of reckless energy/wasps with a quasi-trance intro slipped oh-so-subtly smack in the centre of her pounding set.
-The errie red blinds all that is important (...the dual tables, the rippling arms, the liqueur glass).
-Nuclear green radiates from the deep dark corners, corroding the the web of ductwork overhead and dripping thick onto the concrete floor.
-The DJ has immunity. They stand unaffected. Unfazed. Each taking their turn on the witness stand.-The MC spews like a prophet. He is among us. Ascends to the stage. And then again is among us. Babbling at speeds beyond light with tact and insight. Spits freeflow like the hits the DJs spin, wits absurd words to fit with the mood he's in.
-Detached is the DJ -- and yet -- and yet key to their beat is interplay. They trick you with boredom, then slam you over head, just circling dex. Bass lines surge threatning power outage. Kingston harmony drifts in like seabirds.
-And then the DJ is dancing. And smiling. And laughing.
-But for sure. No jokes folks. This one's for serious.
(maybe it's just the E......
My mind reasons maybe, my junglist core says no).
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