Party like its 2020

A wave of silence washes across the throng of people. 500,000 revelers bow their heads in unison with the performers up on the main stage, as we take a moment to give thanks for our good fortune. I peak out of one eye from atop the stage. They're having as much trouble keeping themselves still as I am.

This place is about to go nuts.

The band begins to play softly, signaling an end to the moment of silence. The guitarist starts with a hopeful melody, echoed soon by the string section, piano, and winds. A bass guitar riff sends visible ripples through the audience, and then the drums come in. Feet begin to stomp in the crowd, as 100,000 sandals and shoes slap against the ground, shaking the stage and sending tingles up my spine.

The other performers and I have been still through all of this, awaiting our cue, the vocals. With a bowed head, I can see all of the 3 dozen musicians with their various acoustic and electric instruments. No wires or microphones are to be seen. The piezo-electric dancefloor charges ultra-capacitors hidden under the stage, and the music crescendos louder and louder as the stomping becomes more forceful.

Micro-transducers and amplifiers capture the sound and retransmit it through the gravity speakers, reverse engineered from ancient Incan architecture. Not a drop of oil or chunk of coal is used to power this show. And its just getting started...

I can feel the energy pulse through the stage into the elemental staff in my hands. An almost indestructable lexan tube with advanced capacitor and battery storage and microprocessors to control the organic LED array spread throughout its surface, it is charged wirelessly through electrodynamic induction. I bring its charging end away from the ground, knowing its fully charged and ready to wow the crowd.

The vocals come in, and I see the other performers raise their tools up. A purple saber crackling with lightning is in Mordecai's hands, while a flaming Guan Dao is in Maltese's. Alien Jon's poi spin with golden trails, Starburst has what appear to be liquid filled fan/fingers, and Evo is flapping her glowing green wings in First Life for once! I raise up my staff, with prisms on each end shooting rainbows off into the crowd. All of our tools are electronically synced to the music, powered by the dancing of the crowd and the solar array shading the stage. Our tools mimic basic elements, leaving patterns of flame, earth, water, air, bubbles, starlign, and lightning trailing behind as our bodies and toys become living visualizations of the music.

The words to the song I know well. Cuando canto mi cancion, quiero inspirar mi gente con una solucion. When I sing my song, I want to inspire my people with a solution. I've always wanted to dance with Ozomatli. They were the band that got me into dancing in the first place. I never knew I liked hip hop before them, let alone breakdancing or b-boying.

It was their music that inspired me to go to Thailand, where I first learned fire spinning, and to go to Peru, where I branched out into elemental dancing as I spun in jungle rains, waves on the beach, wind on the mountain-tops, and fountains by the sea. I've been perfecting a new art form, spreading the idea that one can harness any element in a playful or productive way, using alternative energy for important tasks and dancing to express pure joy.

Now my wh*** troupe is in Washington DC, sharing our new art form with the nation and the world. We're so fortunate, especially to be able to do it here, at the inauguration of our first 3rd party president since Abraham Lincoln. The nation was finally ready for someone who hadn't sold their soul to the lobbyists, who didn't put her ideology above the needs of the people. And for her to be the first female president was almost as incredible as being the first hispanic one. And the craziest part, is that she's my wife....

Well, time to ring in a new era!