Step to Cielo
Fans of House music (which is very much odyssey travel music): Cielo and DJ Alex Pearce are a nice match. The club is spotless (with a swimming pool smell that doesn’t seem to bother me); it’s cozy (not like a an over-hyped coliseum (like the old Twilo)) and has the best lighting and sound system I’ve experienced in a club. The music is thumping, but not piercing.
Turns out there is a guy who has been asking (and getting permission from) various clubs and DJs to lay on the floor in a body bag with a sign that says “Step on me” with a modestly drawn happy face. In Cielo he was situated right under the bar to capture high traffic. Everything on him is covered in the padded body bag, except his nose. He has pale skin, (not sure if it is make-up to make him look like a corpse), but I swear I detected a pleasurable grin under his cloak.
Now who is this guy that asks to be stepped on? Bar talk theories:
- An S&M enthusiast
- A performance artist
- A graduate student doing his thesis on group attitudes and behavior on masochistic requests
As I watched girls climb on top of him to order drinks, their heels digging into his stomach, I saw his back arch and torso cave in. Was it to adjust to the weight or was it a pleasure groan? I refused to step on him. Ain’t going to get that type of service from me, stranger. At least not without an introduction.
