Where's Fruit?
I was tired of the white people music. I mean, it was good, but, can I go somewhere where I'm not the only person dancing?
I guessed, because I didn't plan ahead, that Fruit was the venue where there would be some dancing. Because at 2am some dude from NWA was going to play there, heh.
But Google Maps couldn't help me, because fruit is too common a word or something, no, I don't want to go to a supermarket to buy some fruit.
I asked at the desk where I got my wristband: "Where's Fruit?"
That's pretty far away, he said.
What? All the other venues are within a couple blocks. What's the exact address? I've run marathons, I can certainly walk a mile to Fruit.
So, I venture out on foot. It was an ad-venture. Walking along train tracks, getting thorns in my calves, WTF, police sirens zooming by, like I'm entering the wrong part of town,
When I arrived, yes, thank you, in the basement there was a black DJ, and I spun into action. When he was finished, another black DJ took his place, dance Bug dance, dance dance dance. At times I was the only person dancing, the only person in sight, other than the DJ, because there were other floors, and Moogfest is mostly white people listening to white people music. But I found something better :-)
I danced. Until I became exhausted. And now I'm in bed. I don't know that I'll have any energy tomorrow LOL. I played with butt toys for hours before sunset, then danced for hours after sunset, and now I'm done.
Good night!
I guessed, because I didn't plan ahead, that Fruit was the venue where there would be some dancing. Because at 2am some dude from NWA was going to play there, heh.
But Google Maps couldn't help me, because fruit is too common a word or something, no, I don't want to go to a supermarket to buy some fruit.
I asked at the desk where I got my wristband: "Where's Fruit?"
That's pretty far away, he said.
What? All the other venues are within a couple blocks. What's the exact address? I've run marathons, I can certainly walk a mile to Fruit.
So, I venture out on foot. It was an ad-venture. Walking along train tracks, getting thorns in my calves, WTF, police sirens zooming by, like I'm entering the wrong part of town,
When I arrived, yes, thank you, in the basement there was a black DJ, and I spun into action. When he was finished, another black DJ took his place, dance Bug dance, dance dance dance. At times I was the only person dancing, the only person in sight, other than the DJ, because there were other floors, and Moogfest is mostly white people listening to white people music. But I found something better :-)
I danced. Until I became exhausted. And now I'm in bed. I don't know that I'll have any energy tomorrow LOL. I played with butt toys for hours before sunset, then danced for hours after sunset, and now I'm done.
Good night!