So Girl Talk played here last night (if you don't know who he is, get googling. You are seriously missing out). I can't really express how incredible that was. It's always sort of an awe-inducing experience to see several hundred people jumping in sheer joy the instant sound begins to pour out over a room drenched in sweat and happiness.
I know that sounds sappy, but damn it was good. Everyone seemed to be having an amazing time and there wasn't a person there who didn't seem totally worn out by the end of it. I still feel like I have a sheep stuffed in each ear.
The last time I saw Girl Talk was this past summer at All Points West. There was plenty about that experience that I could talk about, but his show was the first time that I was shocked at how impressively someone could bring a crowd to its feet and keep them right in the palm of his hand for the entire set. The same went for last night. As the victorious chords of Journey's "Faithfully" rang out into the room, I found myself screaming along with all the others despite no longer really having the energy or the voice. I didn't care. I was completely wrapped up in it and I wouldn't have had it any other way.
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