What Happened When I Brought My Mom To An Edm Event
Young fans screaming at the top of their voice and dancing to glory to thrilling beats is a popular scene at any EDM festival. Even though music has no boundaries yet this specific genre is mostly identified with the youth given its sheer feet-tapping numbers and the neon Technicolor madness edm songs bring along with. Now, what if you find 60-year-old lady grooving in between? That’s a utopian thought no doubt but in my case, it was a very beautiful reality.
Well, I took my mom to an EDM event recently and- the result was “phenomenal”! It was my mom’s 60th birthday and I wished to do something that would create a one-of-a-kind experience for her. And being a hardcore EDM fan myself, I contemplated to share some of my EDM fervor with her as a memorable birthday gift for the diva of my life. Always an open-minded, independent and liberal lady, she has always been up for new fun and new experiences. However, I must admit here, I was little skeptical about she would react to the boho ambience and the total madness of the EDM parties. In fact, I didn’t tell her properly where I would be taking her on her birthday. She gave a hearty nod to my surprise plan and thus we set off.
The moment we stepped at the event ground, we had a sea of youngsters to welcome us with their Technicolor buzz and Day-Glo swirls. I looked at mum to check her reaction on seeing the colorful crowd. The lady seemed to be pretty amused and much to my surprise, she asked- “won’t we get all those colors on hands like them?!?” It took me a moment to digest it but I soon regained control and enthusiastically responded- “Sure, let’s go.”
As we approached little further, there was the common sight of hundreds of young fans passing us in pasties and thongs, carrying slogans like “Come, let’s twerk together!”
“What’s twerking?”, my mom was little curious.
“Hey, see that tent is so colorful”, I responded.
I was constantly seeking apology from my dad in my mind for exposing his beloved to such Gen-Y trash vocabulary. However, my mom seemed to be pretty okay with the electronic blast and the craze going around her. I was little relieved.
As we walked on little further, there was a group of youngsters waiting eagerly for the festival to start. “Hey, it’s awesome to have you here”, said a young man to my mom while grooving to the beats around in his neon hair. “I shall bring my mom too.” My mom smiled gave him a cute pat on his cheek.
Hi friends soon queued up before us in amazement (due to my mom) to shake hands and offer the signature handmade bracelets. My mom was overjoyed to see so many youngsters welcoming her with such vigor.
“It’s everything about PLUR”, said a young girl clad in a metallic bodysuit. PURL stands for peace, love as well as unity & respect. My mom complemented her metallic getup and was all ears when she patiently described when she described how to make PLUR with fingers & trade bracelets.
In no time, my mum’s wrists were stacked with bracelets, lovingly given by the Gen-Z fans. In fact, they befriended each other so well that it was them with whom my mom was dancing mostly all through the festival. And it led me to a different realization. I realized these EDM festivals aren’t just about music. But they are also about forming an immersive and welcoming community where everybody is welcome in great spirits, regardless of age or any other factors.
While going back home, I asked my lady- “so, how was it?” Still in trance of the musical madness we just left behind, she replied-“it’s like being in an exotic country where you’ve never been before and where everybody is very nice and that too even with those who aren’t really like them. Thank You.”
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