Some small beats to get rid of the carnival

It was cold evening somewhere on a normal working day in the Southern part of Holland. Well, normal working day is to be discussed ofcourse as carnival is still taking over all the streets here. Not in terms of war, but in terms of terrible music which has been played a thousand years over and over again, and people dressed up even worse to this.

As stated somewhere before, I am not a big fan of carnival in Holland. Yes, in some regions this might be all going back to the roots and seeing everyone from your village again, singing songs that were designed by people in your town, added town history in there.

In my region this all doesn't apply. People just want to dress up anonymously and get exorbitantly piss drunk. Not the most awesome thing if you are already not the biggest of fans. So I hide usually.

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But there was a pleasant surprise lurking around the corner. A friend of a friend had organized something in a bar with more than 120 beats per minute and stroboscopes. No mandatory dress up, no entrance fee. Just organizing and seeing if you walk in and take a small dance.

Not too bad of an invitation if you are wanting to get on a roll again and start the dance, but carnival is taking away the space for it. So in my normal outfit I decided to take a peek and dance a bit away before heading over to my night shift. I talked a bit to the owner of the place and he told be the place was normally more of a metal bar (I thought the dude looked familiar already), but with carnival business was so bad that they could better close or do a different theme. So he decided that a friend should hussle some fellow DJs to play and get a different crowd for the night. And they all peeked in. The balance between people who are always more into beats and just random carnival people peeking in to have a change of music was nice. It felt balanced from what I saw in my quick in and out.

That is the deal with just taking a peek. It is literally just touching a bit of the vibe again, not having to deal with any conversations, soaking yourself a bit in the surroundings and disappearing into the night again.

As I walked towards my ride for my nightshift I saw a young couple dressed up as Mario and Luigi with both of their make up smudged over their faces. He was sleeping in her arms and she was crying. But she gave him a quiet kiss on his forehead as I walked by.

The hangover for these two should be terrible...or is it getting back to normal life again?