I’m the guy whose left hip sometimes hurts so much that I have trouble climbing the forty steps to my apartment. I also love dancing.
Not the waltz and fox trot. The throw your arms all over the place and hope you don’t hit someone dancing. Techno! Electronic Dance Music (EDM)!
A few days ago I was having a beer in the Afsnis café and started talking to the bartender. I told her I’ve moved from Canada and I love Ghent. Then I said that I’m going to see Bruce Springsteen in Amsterdam in two weeks. From there I’m off to Brussels for the Core Festival.
Her eyes widened … and it wasn’t about Springsteen. Core is a techno event.
Next I mentioned how I’d love to go to the Kompass Klub, an EDM venue only a half-hour walk from home. Here’s a photo:
The bartender smiled. “I used to work there. I can get you a guest pass for Friday night.”
Now it was my turn for wide eyes.
Today is Friday. Tonight around 11 I’ll lighten the door of the club. I suppose I’ll be surrounded by teens and 20s. They’ll have more energy than me but it doesn’t matter. I’ll dance a bit less and rest a bit more. But when I’m dancing! Watch out, world.
I guess there’ll be a lot of drugs. I’m not interested. I guess there’ll be a lot of decibels. I’m buying earplugs today. I guess there’ll be an incredible light show. Yes!
I’m here in a new world
Why not go fearless into the night and shake everything I’ve got?