with each listen, I’m blinded by escalating heights of ecstasy within a structure that feels as if it could go on and on forever. But, luckily, it doesn’t, and I’m left with the joy of forever wanting more.
As in dance music, where, ideally, in underlit rooms, we respond to rhythms by animating our bodies in whatever we like. To move together as an activated, asymmetrical, ever-changing mass. To dance together toward an absence of thought in the absence of light.
Music that prompts us to breathe deeply, to rest, utter, and twitch into dance, engages the body in a way that quiets then clarifies the mind.