THE BASS dropped. The strobes flashed.
Bang. Flash. Bang. Flash. Bang ban b b b b bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb.
The track soared, a wave standing tall. Everybody now dancing, peaking - DOOF - duda - DOOF - duda - DOOF - lights pulsing, pure white exploding.
The entire Trance Zone seared, thousands upon thousands flash frozen in euphoria under glittering slopes of rain: bent limbs and grins and grimaces and shrieks and howls and smirks and smooches and laughter and tears.
The emotion of it all pounding into us, and in, and in, until wounded and mighty we were bellowing at the top of our lungs. Bellowing. Bellowing. Our cry reaching up and out to traverse the zone until everywhere, everyone roared. It was five to midnight and magic as nothing I'd ever experienced before.
Slowly the track faded. The lights died. The hum of the crowd filled the void, until this too dissolved. Quiet. Wet. Then, a voice. Booming across the Zone.
- We all took it up,
- Everybody yelling,
- Everyone ecstatic,
- An explosion reverberating through the cauldron,
HAPPY NEW YEARS!
We closed for back slaps and handshakes, we closed for hugs and kisses, we closed with friends and strangers alike, all family now. A conch shell echoed across the clearing. An undulating voice in Maori called the 2000s in. Fireworks exploded their tracery across the sky.
Long and lasting, light-filled minutes.
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