RAVE

I'm listening to Daft Punk's Essential Mix from the 90's, my first time. And I'm wondering how to put a rave in perspective, in words. With many, the e talking takes control so I guess its appropriate to start there. The three of us, Erik, Cesar, and I arrived to The News all tea'd out to see The Bloody Beetroots. The line was gargantuan with kids from across the border making the bulk of the crowd. Cesar got in no waiting attached with his friends, Click Click Bang. Erik and I later got the star treatment and went to the front. We went to the bar upstairs and shared a Tecate or two. My first time going to the bathroom provided the initial side effect of tea: loss of intelligence. My hands went down to my zipper but they had forgotten the procedure to going number one. After finally returning from my rudimentary self, I admired the humor in my position and thought about using that scene as starters for my upcoming stand up routine, coming this summer. I then got the first burst of the radio, so began the e talking. We went to the balcony and caught Click Click Bang from Albuquerque. Once the mood captures your attention, you divorce yourself from everyone. You gain this autonomy from your friends and family and only the present counts. I went downstairs and get mixed in the crowd. From then on hydration would play a major part of my evening. Erik was a generous chap the whole night with his water, so were the myriad of kids in the crowd, whether it be water, ice, or Coca Cola. I have to say that Click Click Bang took the night. They had a longer set and caught the attention of the crowd more than the latter of the night. Everyone was jumping and dancing and touching themselves. I had someones baggie of Vick's vapor rub in my front pocket and was the Vick's viceroy for the night. the waves were coming, countless, filling my entire body. Any contact from any one was stellar. I met a fellow chap in the crowd who refilled my radio and just in time for the Bloody Beetroots. Like I mentioned, they were great but not the kings of the night. I give the crown to the kings from Albuquerque. They started and ended their set with Warp. They played every remix I have of them on my iTunes including the popular, Cornelius. I'm usually in a minimal state with my movements and demeanor. But for the climax of their set I was raising cane and jumping and getting buck on the dance floor. I saw a few fights and douchers in the crowd but that didn't deter my great time. It was for the record books, and for the photo album if I had a camera.

And in California my brother and friends enjoyed great performances from my favorite djs including The Beetroots.

MSTRKRFT.

John Legend with MSTRKRFT.

The whole lot. Para One. Gaspard from Justice. So Me. Alex and Andie. Pictures by Alex. Thanks to Alex for letting me post these pictures. I was really happy for his adventure and wanted to share with everyone.