What God did with light, Paul Simon did Thursday night with sound.
Ah yes, the sound of silence indeed was present in the Performing Arts Center as December descended on Durham. But this awesome sound was blown away by our legendary host who introduced us to noises and thumps and clicks and ethereal vibrations which repeated and teased and slowly revealed to us suddenly discovered rhythms which then turned into beats themselves and they grew and found other beautiful beats and merged and fondled each other and thumped together doing wild and crazy, and even erotic things, creating new tunes and new rhythms which flew like freed birds into places where beats and tunes and the pulse of life itself had never been seen or heard before. Much consternation resulted! Beats like this and tunes like these had never been seen and never together before, especially in public!
New worlds were created and tossed whirling around all over the place. It was a mess. People screamed and shouted, they leaped to their feet! But sadly it was no use. Large numbers of those attending were captured, apparently they endured much suffering as they writhed and tried to wiggle and squirm away. Ah, it was indeed a sight probably not intended for human eyes to view. The only way to survive was to relax, close your eyes, abandon your feet to their own spasmodic reflexes and let the sounds grab you from your seat and take you away to places you did not know even existed!
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