Transiting in Hong Kong airport for a few hours before boarding my midnight flight to Paris, I sip champagne in the CX lounge. After a few glasses, reality starts to blur and everybody looks gorgeous through a mellow fog made of soft golden bubbles.
Outside, the sky is hazy, black and orange. Aircrafts in green livery sit on the tarmac, people shadows quietly sitting behind the yellow windows like mannequins, Chinese shadows frozen in time. Soon, they all will be airborne, like they never existed, trapped in a dimension where no one else will be able to see them anymore; they will vanish for a few hours and it will be like they never existed and shall never land back.
The city vibe invades the air and invites to a clubbing mood. What can I share with you tonight? I try to gather my thoughts – sure, I remember, yesterday it was Laurie Anderson’s ‘O Superman’ that I sent out over the digital space, hoping some of you guys would catch it in mid-flight and enjoy it as much as I do.
The night is inviting, I settle for ‘Sordid Affair’, which sounds very much like a futuristic version of 'O Superman', viewed from an underground DJ perspective: The “Ha” vocal chord is as hypnotic as in Laurie Anderson’s song, but with a darker, dance-y twist; headphones on, I teleport to another side of reality, a smoky dancefloor populated by alien beauties, somewhere in the galaxy.