Tales From The UniversE No 22 - This week's newsletter comes from LAS VEGAS: Dancing - personal and communal; Adventures in LovE - part 5 LIVE!!!; Exclusive poem - An American Diet; more...
Driving through the Mojave Desert night. Pic: Paradisio Publishing
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1. Adventures in LovE - out now!!!
My tale of sun-baked romance, crime, dancing, and teenagers Nancy and Joey boosting 1,000 ecstasy tablets from Lancaster’s Mr Big and punting these out and trying to flee to a Balearic isle for the rest of their lives is LIVE - 1st week FREE; 5th part OUT NOW
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2. Dancing: the private and communal power of having a jig
Double gin and tonic please. Pic: Paradisio Publishing
I was in Fabric nightclub.
Smithfields Market.
Circa 2003, London, the capital city where one day spaceships will fly the night and the speakers felt like they ripped up through my feet because there are speakers under the dancefloor at Fabric.
And I jigged and felt alone and surrounded.
The joint is packed and we dance, dance, dance, dance.
DANCE.
The Fabric soundsystem pounds out house music and it soothes and hugs and the crowd does too in sweet ethereal moments.
Where has the world gone?
It has become another planet.
Earth is out there somewhere and we are in here.
In dark lights and noise and fritzing on where everyone has journeyed from to come to this once only happening; coming to party from the houses and streets of Londinium by tube, cab, foot.
Strangers before and after; friends this evening.
Dancing is twirling.
Leaping off a mountain.
Glee.
Freedom.
Punching holes in the sleeping hours.
Escape.
Rocketing off and spinning, dizzy, reeling, the music a feast, sweet wine, a pageant of that lingering something that is sex in the dark.
Then, KERPOWWWWW!!!
You land.
The gamble is over; the casinos are shut.
Coming round circa 5am, back on earth.
Thinking, wondering: fuck’s sake, what happened…
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance.
Power and tenderness. The feeling you lived, finally.
More, please. MORE.
3. Its all art, baby
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