And another song begins and the two of them are soon up on their feet and they are hammering that raised platform that is RIGHT NEXT TO ME. And their feet are B-R-R-R-R-R-R-R-R-ing so fast and they are just stamping the shit out of floor and they move from one side of the 12-foot stage to the other and you’d think they’d go flying off or slip or something but sitting there on the side all I hear is this incredible ‘Gipsy Kings’ wicked music by a guitar and box-drummer and the stamping heels of these dancers and all I see is the flying water from the guy’s slicked-back ponytail and the sweat from his face flying through the stage lights every time he whirls around.