Futurism Restated #75: Trance Is Where You Find It
Marching bands, moshing horses, and the ecstasy of Menorca’s fiestas populares
This weekend, I found myself packed in a teeming throng beneath the pummeling sun, listening to a single piece of music being looped over and over for hours on end while bodies whirled and spun and crushed against each other, slicked with more sweat than I thought possible for bodies t…
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