Caviar and Expensive Cigars
In the early morning hours of a warm Spanish evening, the tension is apparent as the music slowly builds to a cathartic climax. The club smells like caviar and expensive cigars. Glasses of cold champagne are commonplace. Everyone wants to cool down, but can’t.
Suddenly, as the DJ lets the beat drop, an explosion of compressed air and confetti explodes into the crowd. A brief sigh of relief followed only by the thick Ibizan humidity. The beat goes on and the cycle starts yet again.