I was half dozing in my tent under the influence of Burning Man when I heard my voice speak. "We need some journey here" a pause "the kind with Steve Perry." Although I spoke these workds, they were not mine.
I wasn't much into Journey when they had stadium concert fame, but I couldn't hide behind depeche mode, minor threat and pink floyd the whole 80's. So imagine my conflicting delight I felt when "Don't Stop Believing" started playing on our art car. There were 50 of us, silent at first and then singing along at the top of our lungs.
There's nothing like come classic rock in a techno dance dream.
Since then, Journey has been growing on me. Last night I was in Trader Joes when "Don't Stop Believing" came on. The usual hubbub in the store was silenced and there was reverential silence. I almost expected to see lighters alofted. I looked around at my fellow shoppers, more than one was singing along under his breath. And I remembered the feeling from the playa with my best friends singing along with Steve Perry and not mentioning the dreams we have - individually and as a group.
It was still playing as I walked out the door. I've still got the feeling.