Primal Trance.
So okay, that's a lame name for a party. But it still kicked ass. It was my first indoor since I was 17!
Also my first 'sober' rave. 'Sober' except for weed and a lil Vicodin. I believe partying sober is key now. A little enhancement is fun (weed, vic, xani, beer) but just getting high off the music and atmosphere is the best EVER.
I can't wait to travel and go to 'grown up' parties. Most of the kids at PT were under 18 and FUCKED UP on everything you can imagine. Hey, not that I don't condone getting FUBAR'd every once in awhile. But these kids go to parties every week and their main purpose is to get as fucked up as possible and to sell as much as possible. (This is what I observed anyway)
There were still the old schoolers out. You guys rule!
These two candy kids asked me for a light show. It was hilarious. Why? Because I don't do glowsticks or light shows. I don't even like light shows if I'm fucke dup. I told them I would make my first attempt though. HA! it lasted about thirty seconds. They tried to reassure me 'it's just coz I'm coming down it's not you', HA again! Yeah right you're coming down, that's why you got all stoked on a light show two minutes ago! Oh well, so I can't do a good light show. Luckily there's a little more to partyin than that right?
By the way this other dude wanted me to give him a sea breeze (you blow the Vicks inhaler all over their face etc) and I didn't even do that right! First I tried to blow from the wrong side then I got the Vicks all over my lips and my mouth went numb! HAHAHAHAHa!
I noticed a big difference in the vibes and crowd from the wilderness parties I have come to know and love. The dance floor, for instance. It was packed, but most people were just swaying or sitting in clusters all fucked up. Only a handful of us were breakin it down. At ENTHC the dance floor is going off all the time. So much energy. So much more love too. It feels like a family gathering there. I will probably be VERY selective about the indoors and massives I attend now.
Whats up with guys only wanting to dance to get some pussy? Where are you old school dancers at? Like my homies Daniel and Channel--you guys didn't stop! Every guy that wanted to dance with me tried to get all sexified. I was like, gimme a break! Don't you want to dance for creative expression and because the music lifts you to that high place? I told them I'm a lesbian and they got all bitter and scurried off. Now if it had been a hot chick trying to sex me up, cool ;P Yes I'm biased.
Primal trance got me my music and dance fix, but at an eighth of the dose of ENTHC...I would rather have my socks rocked off a few times a year than go to 'eh, it ws ok' parties every weekend. At first it was my intention to 'break back into the scene'. Not now. Now I see what a special scene I have been invited into. A completely different scene than the 'rave scene'. Parties borne of love, tolerance and music like the rave scene started out being.
I just danced the night away when I wasn't looking for my friend who kept ditching me(you'd think I'd be used to it, he's always ditched us for drugs and other people at every party).
It was funny, a lot of people were gushing at me, "oh my god you're SUCH a good dancer blah blah how did you learn to DO that I want to put you in my video" but then there were the guys who thought they could teach me a thing or two. This one dude was trying to show me how to 'make my liquid flow smoother'. I was like, gimme a break dude, I've been working on my liquid for six years and I like it how I'm doing it! LOL (EW when did I start using that I HATE that lol bullshit!)
I say, if someone's having a good time dancing, why butt in if they aren't asking for help? A few people asked me to show them so I did, no biggie. But I didn't notice that they 'weren't doing it right' and take it upon myself to be the dance police. Get over yourselves you big egoed small dicked boys.
Anyway, the music was off the hook. It reminded me of my first party (EDC 97) but bolder beats and less fluffy lyrics. Mars ruled as usual. His set got cut short at around three though because the event went over capacity. I was in my groove man! I wanted to dance til past sunrise!
Soooo then I go out to the parking lot to find my homie (he took e and had to go to the car to pass out). He wasn't in my car AND he had my keys, money, id, credit card....YIPES luckily I found him smoking a cig in our other friends car.
So then I wanted to go to the after party to keep dancing of course. I asked him if he could just sleep in the car so I wouldn't have to be up there alone. He said no, he was done, do what I want, and left.
So here I am at three in the morning in San Bernadino in the ghetto by myself. Luckily a really nice eed out dj gave me directions home. I didn't have the money to get into the afterparty. BOO!!!! So I drove my ass home alone instead of dancing. I was glad I did though coz I was fallin asleep most of the way!
So THEN my frind moved his name further up the bootsy list. Earlier he had told me he had money to split gas, water and his ticket but nooo. I spent my last cash and debited the tickets expecting it to be returned in a timely manner. EEHHHH (wrong buzzer noise). He can't do it til Friday which means I have no gas money for work, no food and my car payment might bounce(I'm still hoping for a miracle so that doesn't happen). I don't mind fronting my friends and I don't mind late repayment. I do mind dishonesty. and I mind when I actually need the dough for bills.
Anyways, this was the friend who I have called one of my 'best friends'. The one I was supposed to start my traveling off in Ibiza with. Now I've changed my mind. None of my other best friends would have left me alone there or screwed me over. I would have had a better time if I had planned on going alone.
Good intentions are great, but when action consistently doesn't align with those intentions...well you get what you think about, so there might not be such good intentions there after all...
All in all, I learnt my lesson and HAD A KICKASS TIME! Thank you djs and NeoSapiens!!!!!!!!!!! (Thee o was awesome too--he played 'miracle' and I almost peed myself).
Props to my plp Teresa and my best friends Rachel, Jeremiah, SHawn, and Jason...You guys are the gold and I'm keepin ya!
So okay, that's a lame name for a party. But it still kicked ass. It was my first indoor since I was 17!
Also my first 'sober' rave. 'Sober' except for weed and a lil Vicodin. I believe partying sober is key now. A little enhancement is fun (weed, vic, xani, beer) but just getting high off the music and atmosphere is the best EVER.
I can't wait to travel and go to 'grown up' parties. Most of the kids at PT were under 18 and FUCKED UP on everything you can imagine. Hey, not that I don't condone getting FUBAR'd every once in awhile. But these kids go to parties every week and their main purpose is to get as fucked up as possible and to sell as much as possible. (This is what I observed anyway)
There were still the old schoolers out. You guys rule!
These two candy kids asked me for a light show. It was hilarious. Why? Because I don't do glowsticks or light shows. I don't even like light shows if I'm fucke dup. I told them I would make my first attempt though. HA! it lasted about thirty seconds. They tried to reassure me 'it's just coz I'm coming down it's not you', HA again! Yeah right you're coming down, that's why you got all stoked on a light show two minutes ago! Oh well, so I can't do a good light show. Luckily there's a little more to partyin than that right?
By the way this other dude wanted me to give him a sea breeze (you blow the Vicks inhaler all over their face etc) and I didn't even do that right! First I tried to blow from the wrong side then I got the Vicks all over my lips and my mouth went numb! HAHAHAHAHa!
I noticed a big difference in the vibes and crowd from the wilderness parties I have come to know and love. The dance floor, for instance. It was packed, but most people were just swaying or sitting in clusters all fucked up. Only a handful of us were breakin it down. At ENTHC the dance floor is going off all the time. So much energy. So much more love too. It feels like a family gathering there. I will probably be VERY selective about the indoors and massives I attend now.
Whats up with guys only wanting to dance to get some pussy? Where are you old school dancers at? Like my homies Daniel and Channel--you guys didn't stop! Every guy that wanted to dance with me tried to get all sexified. I was like, gimme a break! Don't you want to dance for creative expression and because the music lifts you to that high place? I told them I'm a lesbian and they got all bitter and scurried off. Now if it had been a hot chick trying to sex me up, cool ;P Yes I'm biased.
Primal trance got me my music and dance fix, but at an eighth of the dose of ENTHC...I would rather have my socks rocked off a few times a year than go to 'eh, it ws ok' parties every weekend. At first it was my intention to 'break back into the scene'. Not now. Now I see what a special scene I have been invited into. A completely different scene than the 'rave scene'. Parties borne of love, tolerance and music like the rave scene started out being.
I just danced the night away when I wasn't looking for my friend who kept ditching me(you'd think I'd be used to it, he's always ditched us for drugs and other people at every party).
It was funny, a lot of people were gushing at me, "oh my god you're SUCH a good dancer blah blah how did you learn to DO that I want to put you in my video" but then there were the guys who thought they could teach me a thing or two. This one dude was trying to show me how to 'make my liquid flow smoother'. I was like, gimme a break dude, I've been working on my liquid for six years and I like it how I'm doing it! LOL (EW when did I start using that I HATE that lol bullshit!)
I say, if someone's having a good time dancing, why butt in if they aren't asking for help? A few people asked me to show them so I did, no biggie. But I didn't notice that they 'weren't doing it right' and take it upon myself to be the dance police. Get over yourselves you big egoed small dicked boys.
Anyway, the music was off the hook. It reminded me of my first party (EDC 97) but bolder beats and less fluffy lyrics. Mars ruled as usual. His set got cut short at around three though because the event went over capacity. I was in my groove man! I wanted to dance til past sunrise!
Soooo then I go out to the parking lot to find my homie (he took e and had to go to the car to pass out). He wasn't in my car AND he had my keys, money, id, credit card....YIPES luckily I found him smoking a cig in our other friends car.
So then I wanted to go to the after party to keep dancing of course. I asked him if he could just sleep in the car so I wouldn't have to be up there alone. He said no, he was done, do what I want, and left.
So here I am at three in the morning in San Bernadino in the ghetto by myself. Luckily a really nice eed out dj gave me directions home. I didn't have the money to get into the afterparty. BOO!!!! So I drove my ass home alone instead of dancing. I was glad I did though coz I was fallin asleep most of the way!
So THEN my frind moved his name further up the bootsy list. Earlier he had told me he had money to split gas, water and his ticket but nooo. I spent my last cash and debited the tickets expecting it to be returned in a timely manner. EEHHHH (wrong buzzer noise). He can't do it til Friday which means I have no gas money for work, no food and my car payment might bounce(I'm still hoping for a miracle so that doesn't happen). I don't mind fronting my friends and I don't mind late repayment. I do mind dishonesty. and I mind when I actually need the dough for bills.
Anyways, this was the friend who I have called one of my 'best friends'. The one I was supposed to start my traveling off in Ibiza with. Now I've changed my mind. None of my other best friends would have left me alone there or screwed me over. I would have had a better time if I had planned on going alone.
Good intentions are great, but when action consistently doesn't align with those intentions...well you get what you think about, so there might not be such good intentions there after all...
All in all, I learnt my lesson and HAD A KICKASS TIME! Thank you djs and NeoSapiens!!!!!!!!!!! (Thee o was awesome too--he played 'miracle' and I almost peed myself).
Props to my plp Teresa and my best friends Rachel, Jeremiah, SHawn, and Jason...You guys are the gold and I'm keepin ya!
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psydragon:
eed out candykids in huddles on the floor? The smell of vicks vapour rub,cloves,cigs,weed and sweat in the air? People asking for light shows? Its like the 90's all over again!! LOL The fact that it ended around 3am makes it an offical oldskool, neosapiens, rave, party! Its unfortunate that I never had a good time at the Neosapiens parties. It seemed that right around the time I was getting my grove on the shit would hit the fan! The worst one was when someone called in an Anthrax scare. If you can imagine people in antiviral suits showing up at a party and putting it in quarantine?!! I had alot of fun at smaller and bigger parties though. Then of course the outdoor scene called and I never looked back. lots of memories.......
luckybestwash:
I hear ya. I was always more into the dancing, music, and vibe than I ever was into the drugs. I miss the old days. I don't even go to clubs that much any more because it just reminds me of an era that, for the most part, is gone.