denali
I can’t stop this. It’s momentum, the music, it’s the muscle burn of feet stepping and stomping, of fingers strumming and and sweat streaming and becoming harmony, of secrets spilled in sublime saturation. Its voices in space, colliding and connecting. We are all together in the moments when we are moving, in time, in solidarity. We are this sound, this groundswell, this beat, we are the sounds that shake the earth. If we can harness that, if we can turn turbines with this music, with the movement of words and bodies and waves of heat, it will electrify us all.