It's 2:30am. I just got back from a fantastic night of euphoric clubbing that I am yet to come down from. There is such fantastic energy in the music of Ferry Corsten. And as you can tell from this photo he loves every minute of it as much as every bouncing, dancing fan.
Trance music, at it's core, says something about how the world could be -- about harmonies and melodies melding together reaching at something beautiful that connects us with energy, sound and rhythm. That somewhere at the heart of conflict's discord there is a beautiful energy that makes the hardest of enemies bubbly with joy.
Metaphysical hodgepodge, certainly, but I know no other form of expression that really hits at how I feel after a great night.