Bass And The Bodies

You wake up

Hmm, nice sleep you think

Ð'...

WOO HOO!

It's today!

You almost completely forgotÐ'...

You get up, get showered, get dressed

Get fed, get chores done

Finally, it's time to

Get ready and get going

You put your hair in a ponytail

Otherwise it gets sweaty,

Matted, and pulled.

You put on some comfy jeans,

Socks and good, sturdy shoes.

First a regular bra, then a sports bra

Over it

For extra support:

You're gonna need it.

Then you search through your closetÐ'--

Shit, is it dirty?

Blacks, no; whites, no;

Grays, grays, graysÐ'...

There it is.

Phew.

Your concert shirt is clean.

You're good.

You call AndyÐ'...

Where the hell is he?

The concert starts in 45 minutes.

Doorbell rings, good.

You make sure have everything

You need.

Wallet? Check.

ID? Check.

Cell phone? Check.

Tickets? Check, check.

iPod for car ride? Check.

"BYE MOM! BYE DAD!"

You're already really hyped up.

You hop in the car

Plug in your iPod

And set it immediately to

"Smack That"

It's your song, don't deny it!

The car ride is pretty uneventful.

Music, conversation, driving.

Then you get there.

By the time you get out of the car,

You are practically foaming at the mouth and Bouncing off the walls

Just to get

Inside.

You get frisked and give the door people

Your ticket

Making conversation with strangers like

You usually do when you're this excited.

You're inside

Finally.

You're only in the lobby, but you can

Feel

The

Base.

You head inside to the main arena

Push your way forward

Pushing against the bodies

The bodies

The bodies you will soon be very

Familiar with

You get up close enough

For now.

You start moving with the bodies

All of the bodies ebbing and flowing

Just the tide of the bodies

All one

All individual

It's already too warm

Not too warm

But too warm for your shirt

You take it off and stick it

In the waist of your pants

A pit forms in front of you

You back up a little

You just don't feel like gettingÐ'--

Ð'--WHACK!

An unexpected shoulder gets pushed

Into your cheek bone

Meh, whatev.

You'll have a story to tell

If it bruises.

You and Andy snake up

Around the pit

The bodies get

Tighter

Closer

Pressed against you are

Eight different people

And you are loving it

Not only is the

Base

Pounding

Through

Your

Body

But also

You can feel it

In each of the eight

Surrounding you

The song ends

But the base continues

In just

One

Long

Chord

Vibrating