| Bio: |
Our emotional state of choice is Ecstasy. Our nourishment of choice is Love. Our addiction
of choice is technology. Our religion of choice is music. Our currency of choice is
knowledge. Our politics of choice is none. Our society of choice is utopian though we know
it will never be. You may hate us. You may dismiss us. You may misunderstand us. You may
be unaware of our existence. We can only hope you do not care to judge us, because we
would never judge you. We are not criminals. We are not disillusioned. We are not drug
addicts. We are not naive children. We are one massive, global, tribal village that
transcends man-made law, physical geography, and time itself. We are The Massive. One
Massive. We were first drawn by the sound. From far away, the thunderous, muffled, echoing
beat was comparable to a mother's heart soothing a child in her womb of concrete, steel,
and electrical wiring. We were drawn back into this womb, and there, in the heat,
dampness, and darkness of it, we came to accept that we are all equal. Not only to the
darkness, and to ourselves, but to the very music slamming into us and passing through our
souls: we are all equal. And somewhere around 35Hz we could feel the hand of God at our
backs, pushing us forward, pushing us to push ourselves to strengthen our minds, our
bodies, and our spirits. Pushing us to turn to the person beside us to join hands and
uplift them by sharing the uncontrollable joy we felt from creating this magical bubble
that can, for one evening, protect us from the horrors, atrocities, and pollution of the
outside world. It is in that very instant, with these initial realizations that each of us
was truly born. We continue to pack our bodies into clubs, or warehouses, or buildings
you've abandoned and left for naught, and we bring life to them for one night. Strong,
throbbing, vibrant life in it's purest, most intense, most hedonistic form. In these
makeshift spaces, we seek to shed ourselves of the burden of uncertainty for a future you
have been unable to stabilize and secure for us. We seek to relinquish our inhibitions,
and free ourselves from the shackles and restraints you've put on us for your own peace of
mind. We seek to re-write the programming that you have tried to indoctrinate us with
since the moment we were born. Programming that tells us to hate, that tells us to judge,
that tells us to stuff ourselves into the nearest and most convenient pigeon hole
possible. Programming that even tells us to climb ladders for you, jump through hoops, and
run through mazes and on hamster wheels. Programming that tells us to eat from the shiny
silver spoon you are trying to feed us with, instead of nourish ourselves with our own
capable hands. Programming that tells us to close our minds, instead of open them.
Until the sun rises to burn our eyes by revealing the distopian reality of a world you've
created for us, we dance fiercely with our brothers and sisters in celebration of our
life, of our culture, and of the values we believe in: Peace, Love, Freedom, Tolerance,
Unity, Harmony, Expression, Responsibility and Respect. Our enemy of choice is ignorance.
Our weapon of choice is information. Our crime of choice is breaking and challenging
whatever laws you feel you need to put in place to stop us from celebrating our existence.
But know that while you may shut down any given party, on any given night, in any given
city, in any given country or continent on this beautiful planet, you can never shut down
the entire party. You don't have access to that switch, no matter what you may think. The
music will never stop. The heartbeat will never fade. The party will never end.
I am a raver, and this is my manifesto.
~HoW To SpoT A RaVeR~
*Ravers can perfectly understand and have amazing conversations with anyone under the age
of ten.
*Ravers know where all the best toy stores are.
*Ravers get the most mileage out of their shoes. The toes and heels always curl up because
they’re so worn down.
*Ravers always wish the dj would spin that OC Transpoting track that they keep hearing on
the bus ride home.
*Ravers are the only people who don’t have their age calculated in months, yet they still
wear and use pacifiers.
*Ravers always consider every new place they go to as a possible location for a party.
*Ravers hug EVERYONE.
*Ravers can DANCE.
*Ravers can be found dancing everywhere EXCEPT the main dance floor.
*Ravers understand the art of the bathroom conversation.
*Ravers choose their clothes by texture, colour, and size.
*Ravers love homemade clothes because they’ve seen the price tag on a pair of Lithiums.
*Ravers get the most enjoyment out of gino/guit stories.
*Ravers always order water when they go out to clubs.
*Ravers realize that "Evian" spells "naivE" backwards.
*Ravers always know the most likely spot to find other ravers within a one-hundred foot
radius.
*Ravers don’t bother planning to meet their friends ahead of time, their friends are
always already there.
*Ravers don’t say "Nice shoes, wanna Screw?"
*Ravers give the best hugs and massages.
*Ravers have a one track mind. It goes "thump thump tweet thump tweet thump".
*Ravers constantly point out the trippy visuals in everyday life.
*Ravers helped Adidas through the "lean" years.
*Ravers never know the name of their favorite tracks.
*Ravers know how to SMILE.
*Ravers always choose "e" on multiple choice questions.
*Ravers are good at playing "guess what he’s on".
*Ravers will say "hi" to those people they don’t know, yet always see on the
bus.
*Ravers can’t watch Electric Circus without it being muted.
*Ravers define the style of music they listen to as "good".
*Ravers know what to do with a dead glowstick.
ya know this is sooooo true!!!!
and next...
YOU TOO MAY BE BECOMING A "RAVER" IF..
*Everytime you clean out your car you find at least 10-20 party flyers and 2 or 3 dead
glowstix...
*You find yourself in toy stores and have more fun than when you were 5...
*You will drive ANYWHERE and pay up to $25 a week for the privelige of squeezing yourself
into an overcrowded venue of any size....
*You regularly use the word "venue"...
*After they walk away you squat and take a look around yourself...
*You wear all the candy given to you on one arm, and all the candy you made to give away
on the other...
*You make candy...
*You know that candy CAN melt in your mouth (but it tastes really gross), or it can fall
apart in your pocket (but you know you’ll get it out SOMEHOW)...
*You "feel their pain" when a small group of people suddenly lower to the floor
huddling around a flashlight or a glowstick to "find a contact"...
*You absolutely MUST leave your house looking absolutely adorable even though you are
fully aware that within 20 minutes of arrival you will look like a fatality from the
Titanic pulled from the ocean and dried off...
*Vibes are way more than a bad Cyndi Lauper movie...
*You are familiar with that filmy residue left on your entire being that we all refer to
as "Rave Jizz"...
*You have vowed to never go to another party at that venue...but end up there a couple
weeks later only to vow it once again...
*Your Mother has asked if any alcohol is included in the $25 cover charge and you hold
back a laugh...
*Your house has ever accidentally ended up being The After Party...
*Vicks is a staple on your grocery list...
*You know what PLUR is and live by it every day in some small way...
*You have an alias that sounds like the name of a My Little Pony...
*You dance in dressing rooms while trying on new pants...
*You have visited and used (or wished to) a child’s playground for your own recreational
enjoyment within the past month...
*You never do anything ahead of time, but you always make sure to get your presale
tickets...
*You feel priveliged to know anyone whose "first name" is "D.J."...
*You think whistles should be given only to those who can actually hear the beat...
*You have ever waited in line long enough for a party that you got so hungry you wanted to
eat your canned food product...
*You attempt to make friends while standing in lines outside of parties only to be looked
at strangely...
*You can’t dance any other way...
*You have found yourself randomly "raving" to non-rave music...
*You have ever knowingly picked up a water bottle off the floor and drank from it
anyway...
*You have ever been SMACKY...
*You have ever layed on the ground and rubbed glowstix over your eyes...
*You buy large quantities of hand sanitizer...
*You count how many weeks have past by how many raves you have gone to...
*Holidays are no longer quite as important...
*Monday through Thursday is a big blur...
*You routinely wear your hair in ways your mother fixed it for kindergarten...
*You find glitter EVERYWHERE...
*You find yourself making lists of signs to know if you are becoming a raver...
The definition of raver:
*A "raver" is one who goes to raves. Contrary to popular belief, there are many
different types of ravers.
*First there are Candy Ravers; these are the ones you see running around shouting things
like "PLUR!" or "Want a hug/sucker/glowstick/massage?" They are
identifiable by their brightly colored clothing (phat pants being a must...if they’re made
of fun fur, all the better), enough Candy (brightly colored bead bracelets)to sink the
Titanic, oodles of children’s toys, as well as a few glowsticks and pacifiers. Candy kids
are known as the cutest/most annoying people you will ever meet. A lot of them are pretty
fake - it’s impossible to be that happy all the time. Candy Kids are also notorious for
being users of the drug Ecstasy - this is not entirely accurate, but with the way they
dress and act, its not hard to see why this is assumed.
*Next we have the "Goth" ravers. They’re quite easy to spot - they will be
dressed in all black, preferably incorperating some fishnet, spikes, and buckles into
their outfits. The more there are the better. They will not socialize outside of the group
they came with, and they will NEVER under any circumstances dance. They’re too goth for
that - dancing equates to happiness and celebration, and that’s just not cool.
*Ginos and Ginas (also known as "hoochies". These are those well-dressed, snooty
people that really shouldn’t even be at a rave. The only reason they’re at the party is to
pick up on some 15 year old e-tard. Well, maybe not, but they certainly are only at the
party to get a piece of ass. They will be dressed in whatever is "trendy" and do
not know how to dance.
*Next are junglists. Junglists are often viewed as being "agro". They listen
primarily to Jungle/DnB music, and are partial to camo, hoodies, and clothing in dark
colors. Popular junglist hairstyles are dreads (m+f), short hair (m+f), or short with two
long bits in the front (f). Quite a few junglists are ex-candy ravers. They may also be
"old-skool" or "jaded".
*Old-skool and jaded pretty much fall into the same category. Old-skoolers are ravers who
have been in the scene since "way back in the day". No matter how good the party
is, the music/DJs/parties/drugs/people/anything else about the scene was WAY better when
they first started raving. A jaded raver is not nessicarily old skool, but shares the same
views as the old skooler.
*And even still there are many ravers that do not fall into any of these categories.
So...perhaps a raver is simply one who goes to parties to dance the night away, and loves
the music. Interesting concept, hey? |
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