(My swirling mind… teased and titillated and triumphant and tearful and to’ up and tickled and t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t)

2.5 hours of BELTING

“Be present”

Impregnated

On the floor

Intoxicated

Inebriated

Incapacitated

Jubilant and overheated

Undoctrinated

Liberated

Elevated

Revolution

FREE ASS MOTHAFUCKAHS!!!

I can’t help but break into song

Upon remembrance of you…

Upon remembrance of what we did together

The moments we shared

Hallelujah

HALLELUJAH!

When I try to put words to my experience, my words fail me

And the soothing melodies flow

They sang me to a blissful end

Enraptured

Quickened

Awakened

Alive

I feel… grateful

I feel… stretched

I feel…sexy

I feel…flyyy

I feel…my feet on freedom’s road

A performance evoking the most wistful of poems

The most delirious of dreams

The cries and croons of a person so deeply infatuated a mere whiff of their ambrosia sends me overfull

How can I describe…what just happened?

I said ‘Oh my god’ as a babbling chant

Struck by… admiration, dedication, belonging, wholeness, fun, love, the magnitude of it all

Here we are, alive and living

In this present moment

Janelle performed their azz off, in, up, roundabout, into awards, into my heart, into the ceiling, the sky, the stratosphere, the nebula, the black star void…

What. A. Show.

What a production.

What an experience.

What an elevation.

What an inspiration.

What a man, what a man, what a man…

What a mighty good man

Oh baby

Their look impregnated me

My core is full and overflowing

There is a certain mistrust of our memory

Of our ability to retain all that we’ve experienced

The joyous moments

Can we recall – without video evidence? Without breadcrumbs to trace back?

And yet, Janelle called us into presence

Be here, with me

Be here, right now

We are not in the past, nor the future

We are here, now

We will always be in the now

So be with me, now

Her call beckons…

I answer.

Age of Pleasure Tour 2023.