‘Go go go.’ The drum, irrepressible. ‘Quick quick quick.’ The guitar, screaming.
The crowd is amped up. Sweating. Stamping and shouting.
She simmers them to the ground, thousands in a panther crouch. Then they drop it. Crowd jumps. Goes berserk.
And in the center of it all, ecstasy teeters close to violence.
Paddy Dobson
8th February 2023