Chapter One

It's Only Rock N' Roll

The drums were pounding. The beat, getting louder and louder, was on the upswing. The sun made its mark for noon in the sky, and well worn trails were lined with throngs of worshipers who would snake toward the flat open spaces where a festival would take place. Hundreds would gather near gigantic structures built for the occasion. Those who weren't engaged in work were engaged in play.

The ground was littered with small naked running children, mothers and babies nursing on blankets, and yapping dogs festooned with red strips of cloth. In an adjacent field, men naked to the waist except for the beads around their necks passed around a bamboo smoking tube and danced and laughed and shouted. Men and women, their long hair decorated with flowers and rawhide bands, started swaying in unison, and some seemed to be hallucinating. The drums were inside them now, in their brains and bones.read full excerpt from Sex, Lies, and Menopause ebook

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