I love the juxtaposition of a park and a festival under a highway overpass in that last photo.
I cannot dance to save mine, or anyone else's life. I like metal. I can headbang and throw my body around in a moshpit, but I also like to be mesmerized by the skill on offer, the emotional outpouring of every member of an ensemble - and being engulfed in the unfamiliar tides of bodies who I am connected to because of it, even if I've never met, or will never meet them ever again.
I might be going off topic, but we have to make more time for things such as this. Always. Thanks for giving me a post idea. You might see it in a few weeks, or whenever I get around to it.
RE: Life as a Festival