It is 8:30pm on Saturday night in Nairobi. The night does not have as much action as the thrill of a Friday night, when it happens in virtually every corner of Nairobi. While the rest of the city is winding down, 100 revellers are getting the party started.
To my left, a crowd with luminous green headphones is vigorously dancing to ‘nothing.’ There’s no sound. No screams. Just shoulders rhythmically moving to nothing.