I had my first ever club night in Paris: a seven hour-long show by Visionquest at Showcase. I came dressed to the nines, drank gin&tonic after gin&tonic, danced like the spirit of Michael Jackson had possessed me, tried for some romance, and came out deaf for a day and a half. This picture was taken at 6:21 in the morning, as the survivors and die hards revelled in what remains the best show I have ever been to. There was even a guy kneeling on the floor, saluting, and praying to the DJ booth. There was still half an hour left of pummelling bass to go. Taken April 7, 2012.
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