"Miranda - she's cool but doesn't like to meet new people."
"Ella - she's just cool."
"And... that's John, Melissa, and Sharon. All cool people, meet them if you'd like. I'm gonna keep on rolling, but I'll see you in the mosh pit for King Gizzard later. Right? If you really wanna fly close to the Sun..."
Then he trailed off.
I saw him later. King Gizzard still wasn't playing yet, I think it was Holy Wave who was on then. We said a nice "hi" and danced the shadow dance. Too much cigarette smoke where we were dancing, though, so I smiled at him and whispered "King Gizzard later" and trailed off myself.
When King Gizzard actually came on, the world unzipped. It was madness more than madness. And when I finally zipped myself up enough to get in the bachic mix, there was squirelly Brad crowd-surfing and almost eating shit on the ground. I was part of the crew that stopped his head from hitting the concrete. We hugged when he recognized me and I told him that I'd told him, didn't I! I'd be there - and there I was. He told me that wasn't enough. I had to fly. I had to.
When the jazzy song came on and people stopped pulling on our shirts, I did. I asked the big guy I kept running into for a boost and he boosted me a couple feet in the air, just enough for everyone's hand to grab my shirt again and keep me afloat. I was Icarus. I Beyonce'd my shoulders and grooved my neck. I waded into the pole and reached to climb it. Second try, I grabbed it and climbed up the 10 feet into the little rafters. I swung, but the party was actually better down below, so I climbed down the pole to regain my footing. But Brad wasn't having it.
He came out of nowhere and had my foot, raising it with all his squirrel might to stay in flight. But I had given up, so the crowd had too. I told him to let me down - I'd had my time. He gave in to my weight and I dropped into the concert again.
"I tried, man," he chided himself.
"It's fine! I got to fly!"
He nodded sadly and disappeared again. I left after the show with Ryan and never saw Brad again. Ryan couldn't believe I made up someone with such a boring name. I couldn't believe it either. I didn't.