Who is your closest buddy at the moment?
A friend you can sway together with as you sing along at a show? Is it a fluffy labubu, newly signed by d4vd himself? A fellow photographer in the pit? Someone you hold tight at a concert as a song about relationships comes on?






It is hard to place what kind of music d4vd’s songs live in, and perhaps that is the point. From slower jams to pop punk to curious sounds to “Happy Birthday,” the whole point is to keep everyone guessing. Even with the backflips, which we knew were coming.
During what turned out to be the final song, I look down to take a note, I look up.
And I miss the backflip. Again.
I figured there would be another during the encore. Right?
At 10:30 pm sharp, as soon as d4vd was back from the stratosphere and skipped off the stage, the lights came on. It’s that clear indicator: show over. There would be no encore. People grabbed their buddies, those they flip for, and the considerations continued: Would you wait in line as it snaked up a staircase to purchase an $80 sweatshirt? Would they help you up after flipping or falling down the stairs (Ok, I didn’t fall down the ENTIRE stairwell. I just missed the last step and my knee kissed the ground.).
Who do you flip for? And would they flip a labubu out for you? d4vd makes it a goal to create experiences for you and whoever you flip for.

