The Balkan Beat Box Concert Experience

The date was March 9th, 2012.  I gathered together two of my closest compadres to embark upon a very important mission: infiltrate New York City and have as much fun as possible at the Balkan Beat Box concert scheduled in Irving plaza.  This is the story of that mission.

Palenke SoulTribe, the opening band, wore matching white leisure suits. They were awesome.

Happy concert-goers decide whether or not to sleep with each other among polite conversation between acts.

The moment Balkan Beat Box comes on, the crowd goes ballistic.

Tamir Muskat, lead singer of the band, pumps up everybody in the venue. 

Muskat loved going into the crowd and experiencing his audience first hand.

Some moments, time stopped and I knew my mission was accomplished.

The crowd danced non-stop for hours; we couldn't stop even if we wanted to.

Every so often Muskat would give a politically rallying speech, eliciting outcries of passion and really making revolution seem possible.

And the cleaning process begins.  The mark of a good night is a tough clean up.

The night was a success.  The story of the Balkan escapades is a simple one.  Fun was had.  Love was found and lost.  Revolution was seen by all.  We three amigos returned to the hallowed land of Hofstra University and retired, having seen the face of Humanity and having danced ourselves to oblivion many times over.  The date was March 9th, 2012.  The mission was to go to a good old fashioned Balkan Techno Rave and have a damn good time.  Mission Accomplished.