About ten years ago (ohmygod) I was at a club and the DJ played this song and immediately every. single. woman. in the club screamed, jumped up, and ran to the dance floor. And then, of course, all the men followed the women. And we all danced and sang and laughed for, like, four minutes. It is one of my fondest clubbing memories.
On Saturday night around 8:30, I heard this song on the car radio and was instantly transported back to that unencumbered and happy feeling. When I got home I called my friends to convince them to go out. Anyone who knows me knows that I am not the friend to call past 8:00pm and ask to do something last minute. Fortunately for me, my friends are those friends. It didn’t take
much any convincing.
Around midnight we all arrived at MJQ and danced and danced and danced.
There may have been some drinking in between the dancing, too. Although, definitely not as much drinking as there was ten years ago (ohmygod).
From Doug E. Fresh to Biggie to Pac to Drake to Cardi to Kendrick to Mac Miller…
On over to Taylor to Demi to Bey to Jay…
What a magical way it was to put the world on hold for a few hours.
We weren’t even tired at 3AM, but the the club was closing. So where do you go when you’re not tired but everywhere else is closed? Waffle House, obviously. I hate the Waffle House, but even I can’t deny the siren call at 3 in the morning. It’s just something you have to do.
I stumbled into bed around 6:30AM. It was a good night (morning?).
See you guys in the club in another ten years (ohmygod).