two... one...
The music starts slow, ambient and almost imperceptible at first. It ramps up gradually, picking up the volume, adding more instruments, adding a beat, adding a tune...
like a plane rolling on a runway... accelerating... like an ocean wave washing in further and further into the shore... until it recedes with a longest pause yet... just to BLAST off the ground at full speed, engines roaring to the electric beat, accompanied by the beats of the hearts, and feet, and hands, and the entire dance floor.
That is what real trance is. Get down. To the beat. Get up. Dance. Be yourself, and let the beat carry you. You are alive.
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