MARCH 27TH 2016 SOMETIME EARLY IN THE MORNING THERE WAS A CRASH.....
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THE YEAR IS NOW, IN THE STREETS OF DETROIT YOU HEAR THE THUMPING OF A KICK DRUM COMING FROM THE UNDERGROUND STEAM SHOOTS OUT OF THE SEWERS AS THE TRAFFIC LIGHT CHANGES FROM YELLOW TO RED AN OLD FAMILIAR FEELING OF NOSTALGIA PULSATES THROUGH THE AIR LIKE A FIREFLY ON FOURTH OF JULY, THE DRUMS START GETTING LOUDER AND LOUDER AS YOU TURN THE CORNER AND SEE A LINE. CHARACTERS FROM EVERY REALM. AN ANGEL WINGED FAIRY, NEO FROM THE MATRIX, A GIRL LEAVING A BASEBALL GAME, A LAWYER, A SUPERMODEL, A DOCTOR, AN ALIEN NAMED BOB, SOMEGUY WITH TWO DIFFERENT SHOES ON, THE ARRAY OF DIVERSITY IS A SIGHT FOR ANYONE ON THERE BEST DAY.
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YOU'RE IN THE CLUB.
THE SOUNDS OF JAZZ, GOSPEL, AND FUNK RESONATE OVERTOP OF AN OVERSIZED THUMP BANGING BANGING BANGING BOOM BOOM BOOM,
ITS DIFFERENT,
BUT ITS ALL TO FAMILIAR,
THE SOUNDS OF AFRICAN DRUMS BUILD A POLYRYTHM THAT FOR SOME REASON YOU CANT HELP BUT MOVE TO AND YOU START TO LOSE CONTROL OF YOUR BODY PHRASE AFTER PHRASE THE MUSIC BUILDS AND PROGRESSES LEAVING YOU WANTING MORE YOU WIPE THE SWEAT FROM YOUR BROW AS YOU NOTICE A PATTERN.
AN ANCIENT RYTHM GIFTED BY THE GODS.
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THE PEOPLE ARE MOVING.
UP AND DOWN BACK AND FORTH.
THEY SCREAM FOR MORE YET ASK FOR NOTHING.
THEY ARE AT PEACE.
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THE RYTHM BEGINS TO MOVE YOUR BODY AGAIN, THIS TIME MORE LOOSELY, YOU START TO DRIFT INTO A PARALLEL STATE OF CONCIOUSNESS, YOUR THOUGHTS DISSAPEAR AND ALL YOU CAN FOCUS ON IS THIS VERY MOMENT IN TIME.
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YOU PAUSE.
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A DEEP BREATHE......
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A SIGH....
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YOUR BODY BEGINS TO MOVE AGAIN LEFT TO RIGHT UP AND DOWN BACK AND FORTH.
YOU'RE DANCING. YOUR SPIRIT LETS OUT A SUDDEN GASP OF AIR LIKE THE WEIGHT OF A MILLION WORLDS BEING LIFTED OFF OF YOUR SHOULDERS. A CALMING AND PEACEFUL MOMENT OF CLARITY, ALMOST AS IF GOD REACHED DOWN AND WIPED EVERYTHING NEGATIVE OUT OF YOUR LIFE IF BUT ONLY FOR A SECOND YOU CAN BREATHE, YOU FEEL FREE, CONFIDENT, THE MINDSET THAT I CAN DO ANYTHING TAKES OVER AND STARTS REMOVING TOXIC THOUGHTS FROM YOUR BRAIN.
A VOICE COMES OVER THE SPEAKERS...
YOU ARE AMAZING,YOU ARE KIND, YOU ARE LOVED, YOU CAN DO ANYTHING YOU PUT YOUR MIND TO.
FOR THE FIRST TIME IN YOUR LIFE YOU BELIEVE IT.
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THIS IS WHY I MAKE MUSIC.
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