11: In The Dance

The thing I always loved about clubs was how easy it felt to slip away into my own world.In a recent documentary on the BBC about dance music culture (it's a series called Can You Feel It, and you need to see it all), clubs are shown as vital centres of art and expression. They are places where people come together. They are the vibrant soul of the underground, tethering kindred spirits to each other, binding a community with deep, unspoken words reverberating under an ever-evolving progression of beats. For me, they were something else too. In the midst of a crowded room, swathed in darkness, eyelids blessed with strobes, sight obscured by smoke, I could be alone. The music was mine, and here, I could worship it. In a noisy world, in the loudest places, I found a nucleus of calm and when I danced, or raised my arms, or closed my eyes, I wasn't thinking of who might see me. The music was moving me. I was in my place.[This rumination was brought to you by the BBC Radio 6 all day rave]Other stuff:

My stuff:

  • I've been exceptionally busy this week but I'm not sure anything I've done has been published yet so here are a couple of past pieces to read in case you missed them first time round:

  • Cask comeback? In the North it never went away.

  • A Sense of Belonging - how pubs can tackle the loneliness epidemic

  • I'm restarting my restaurant reviews next week after a short break.

  • Tonight I'm in Manchester hosting a Beer52 tasting session. Should be good fun!

  • This means I'm in Manchester Friday-daytime. Recommend me somewhere to take Tom for a bretted saison he won't be disappointed with.

Danny Seaton // Fabric