Last weekend I went to "The Yard" on Upper St. Mary's Street for a celebration of the life of Bob Marley. The location was good, parking was no problem, and since we are apparently living in a police state, the cut off time was 2 a.m. (what's up with that? Mr Commissioner?)
The crowd was small, and as usual everyone found a wall and kinda tried to prop it up ^_^, but at about 1 o'clock, the deejay started to spin some seriously good tunes, and everybody started to skank, or rockaway, or grind, or throw the requisite finger in the air and sing along. Even in the smallest of places, music can transport you to a higher plane.
That music stayed in my head all weekend... and I gave several impromptu concerts to innocent bystanders on Saturday. HAHA. When all is said and done, the music lives on.
Forget your worries- and dance- today!
"b-dancinginthemusicofthesun"




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