Eve 6 - Inside Out

I had one of the shortest but more memorable moments to come out of a night out at the club with this particular song.

My friend and I had just gotten to the club…and having no shame, we got there too early. The band playing had just started on one of the very first songs. A warm up that no one who would be there until 1am would hear except us.

We got our plastic cup filled with whatever alcohol seemed appropriate to get our buzz on and went to the dance floor. Lengthening our No Shame list would be that we also loved putting our cups on the stage and dancing in the front near the band. It wasn’t so much to be near the band and be sweat upon by someone not famous, but more the convenience of being able to put our drink down for a dance, along with our purses if we were feeling Extra Stupid. And not that I would know, but you could lose an extra $200 that way.

The band played Eve 6, “Inside Out”. When the song came on, there happened to be a dude nearby. And usually, you gravitate toward the opposite sex for a friendly or fondling dance. Since he was in another small group of No Shame Early Arrivals, we instantly started dancing together and singing the words in each other’s faces with drama and smiles.

This guy wasn’t particularly handsome or in shape. In fact, he had a little extra weight on him and reminded me of maybe an Italian chef. Near the very last line of the song we sang, “Now I’m through, Now I’m through…With….YOU!” with extra zeal and facial expression. The song ended and we laughed and hugged.

We never exchanged names, numbers or spit. I don’t remember seeing him again that night or ever. It was friendly and fun and without expectation or overtures.

I flipped through a book by Marianne Williamson today and read a line about how a moment of deep love means more than decades of domestic living without it. It wasn’t love, but it applies here. This guy and I had our soap opera songfest for a mere few minutes and it was one of the most brief and fun moments that I ever shared with a stranger.

Or maybe something that feels so good and free is indeed a moment of love.