I have spent over half of my life dwelling in a basement. I must feel most comfortable underground.
When I go to a club, my first question is, where is the basement dance floor?
There is something about those low ceilings, horrid lighting, and sketchy people, that makes me feel at home.
Basement suites, underground clubs, and below the earth parties. Most basement's make me think of Eric Forman's basement hang out in that 70's show. A place where the unwelcome are welcomed.
Let's face it, basement's may be filled with junk, old furniture, laundry, and minimal light, but they are where the parties at!
Long live the basement dwellers!
No comments:
Post a Comment