transmission

dark room with bright pink lights and little blue ones from the bits of mirror spins out like your floating red glow dots drift around the room  fade into ovals stretched along the wall and we all know that the synth bass is so rich sometimes hard to take bright light in the corner  is…

lingering before connection

back room flashing with bright lights at the beginning only the dancers and the music a symbiosis no one could interfere with groove twists the beat groove spins and the dj’s swaying from side to side cueing up the track cueing up the track music filling pink red foggy air dry ice makes clouds inside…

music preferences for those in the know

Quiet, warm music with a clear pulse. Music that had an element of slowness and subtle change in temperature. Music that was all-consuming and that could be felt deep within. This was the music that June liked best. And there were two spaces and times she knew where to find it: -before midday in the…

entwined

This is inspired by a play i started a while back.  The two were dressed all in black. Skin tight. Shadows around their eyes and half their faces in the darkness of the warehouse. bright lights that changed colors, patterns. Flashes and spotlights. The two, motionless like a tableau, like statues. Expressionless, stoic faces. Not…

when the lights go dark, i dance

This is June Bug. She puts on lipstick in the rear view window of her car as she sits outside a club with thumping bass. Dark red looks like velvet. Tastes like plastic wax.  June Bug looks at groups of people frolic into the club. Stroll in seemingly casually. And she feels an affinity with…