Dance floor + DJ + a great baseline +Me = Kenya somewhere in the middle of the floor jammin' and rockin' it out.
End of an Era – My Fav Music Fests
When I think of summer, watermelon and music festivals come to mind, if I can experience both at the same time I am in heaven. For years, House In the Park (HITP) and One Music Fest (OMF) were my festivals of choice. HITP was my favorite because I could bring my watermelon. Of course I… Continue reading End of an Era – My Fav Music Fests
No Talking On The Dance Floor
There was this free-spirited soul I once dated, when he heard the baseline drop to any song he would jump up fearlessly and damn near run to the dance floor, empty or not. I remember saying to myself, “um no one is on the dance floor I’ll just wait on the sideline until there are at least… Continue reading No Talking On The Dance Floor