Love the Underground
So where is the Gauteng Underground? No, it's not that much-needed
suburban mass transport system I am talking about, it's the local
underground party scene. The thing is, as that metaphor aptly describes,
is that because it's underground' it's invisible so you can't
really say what it is. You can only describe the symptoms of its manifestation.
A bit like Love really.
There are those
that deny an Underground scene exists at all. Perhaps for those that
never bother to scratch below the surface of mediocrity in society,
that might be true. But for many others, mention The Underground and
eyes glaze, sighs emerge, smirks and smiles abound. You see, it's
a feeling that has to be experienced.
Let's try by saying
what the underground isn't. It's not about money, although many underground
events are commercial successes. It's not about individual gain, it's
about love and sharing for the common good. It's not about trends,
here today and not tomorrow, it's about like-minded people with a
taste for adventure getting together for something different. It's
not about individual ego's, it's a coming together of equals. It's
not about sponsors raising brand-name profiles, it's about making
the dreams of a few visionaries come true for the benefit of all.
It's not about norms, or doing predictable things, it's about making
a difference and offering something new. It's not predictable or even
marketable it's spontaneous and often hard to find. It's not elitist,
all who care to take that walk to freedom are welcome. It's not about
a particular music genre either - house, drum'n'bass, breaks, trance,
all beats are welcome. Lastly, it's not always successful, but true
purveyors of the underground will take it in their stride and take
it as it comes.
When it all comes
together for that party, there's nothing like that feeling which will
never leave you - let's hope we meet at the next one!