Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Light and Sound


'All the crazy shit I did tonight, those will be the best memories, I just wanna let it go for tonight, that would be the best therapy for me'

A few years ago, before turning eighteen, the idea of dancing, or 'getting my freak on', or 'getting my ass down' or 'busting some moves', would probably have filled me with dread. Getting introduced to the world of clubbing certainly changes all that. I remember the first time I ever walked into a club, about a week or so after I'd turned 18, and feeling so ridiculously grown up. I suppose it was my first time in an 'adult place', somewhere that was exclusively for adults- that felt pretty damn exciting. Drinking and dancing in the same place as all these 'proper adults', in this big place that blinded me with light and blasted me with bass fuelled sound. Now, just two years on, I feel like one of those 'proper adults' looking down on all the young uns taking over my clubs! Times change, but I still very much love the feel of being completely wankered, on a dancefloor, with all my friends. I can't imagine that ever changing.

Not that I'm now claiming that I'm some seasoned dancer and show it. I'm fairly sure we still all look like complete bellends on dancefloors. Just slightly more confident bellends now! This of course isn't a bad thing. You get your good bellends in clubs and your bad. You don't want to be taking the whole thing too seriously- then you look like a bad bellend. That comes with confidence, and confidence that alcohol alone can't give you. You have to be prepared to just go out and have fun, to just not care. Let's face it, that's the beauty of clubbing for people. A night of fun and not caring, usually after a week of stressful work or uni. I like to think we do the whole having fun and not caring well. That gets better and better over time.

Summer nights are always the best by far. It's difficult to explain why. You can just sense a better mood, amongst your friends, amongst the whole club. A real shared emotion throughout the crowd. Everyone's there for the same reason as you, and that's always a nice feeling. It's a similar feeling to one I get at gigs or at parties. Just knowing that everyone is there to have a fun night and be happy and be drunk and have some great memories (or not depending on how much you drink!) by the end of it. That moment in a club when everyone, gathered together, drunk as hell, hears a song they instantly recognise; could be an old classic, could be a big dance tune, could be a new chart entry or an indie singalong, it will be one that unites everyone in a big old song and dance. Those are moments that definitely stick in the memory no matter how much you've had to drink.

Nearly 3 years of clubbing have brought about many many many memories like those. I feel like I need to be making the most of it all while I'm still young. These are the times to enjoy. It's changed my tastes in everything. My taste in alcohol- I used to love lager, now I prefer things like vodka red bull and VK's. My taste in music- I used to hate dance music and all chart music, and now I rather love dance and even buy Ministry of Sound CDs and DJ's albums. My taste in clothes- it has provided me with an insane love of shirts and dressing up smart. The list goes on. Long may the good times continue!

Bring on London (MoS/Fabric?) for my birthday and Ibiza in, hopefully, the near future!

'These are the good times in your life
So put on a smile and it'll be alright'

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