last year I was on the main stage of the Hot Dub Time Machine for Hogmanay celebration, in Edinburgh.
I had no idea how popular this event was until I got there…
thousands of young old beautiful ugly sober drunk faces dancing,
yelling, talking, jumping in front of my camera saying things with accents i would not understand
i was trying to quit smoking that night.
in front of all those people as my witnesses.
even if they had no clue who I am
and what i was doing up on that stage.
somehow it helped thinking it like that.
i did not smoke that night.
woke up the next day and felt uneasy with myself
without last night’s usual nicotine dosage.
at least I am not hangover I said to myself
and lit a cigarette.
this year’s New year eve i witnessed the locals orchestrating
a beautiful lighting concerto with fire and fireworks.
each house has their own fire work supplies
and all together as one put on the most amazing show I have ever seen.
lighting up the mountains
blue, green, pink
I watched from the top of a mountain
looking carefully what each house was using
in terms of colors shapes frequency
and how it all worked for the same purpose
in a communal effort of making this day as special as it can be.
i watched while having a very enjoyable smoke
and a quiet moment with my friend Jamie.