I was in civic today and I had about a million people ask me about Neverest. Either how was it or why wasn't I there. I also had lovely Gareth and Cal vaguely wondering where I was for their doof on the same night. So I guess I owe these guys an explanation, which I will thoughtfully put here on my blog where nobody will ever read it (hey, I'm more interested in the images, too. Friction Static away, this blog is mostly for myself).
I didn't go to Neverest or the doof because, presently, I'm burnt out on raves and doofs. It's not the haluciogens or the repeditive music that has me burnt out. It's (predictably, for Canberra)the people. And I'm not talking about the uber sweet girls and guys with layers of candy chains, candy jewelery and actual candy. Those guys are cute and great to talk to. It's the assholes that attend. You know who you are, and hey, this is Canberra, so everyone knows who you are, too. You make raving a dirty illegal gangsta drugfest. It's not the drugs I mind - believe me, I'm MORE than okay with the drugs. It's the asshole stuff you guys do. It's the fireworks inside and the paint on the walls and pigion squishing. It's the way that people seem to assume that if they have a handfull of E to sell, they are the king of everything. It's the way that those assholes totally miss the point of love and respect and go for cheap and nasty gangsta power trips. You guys are at the heart of the scene and you know it. Therefore, it's an asshole scene. Thanks guys.
Oh, and Gareth. I'm talking about Neverest here. Your awesome Doof was just too far away. Congrats on getting old, though. Come buy booze and cigarettes with me some time. Laugh at kids. Smoke a cigar while in a casino getting a tattoo. Cool? Cool.
As if to prove my point, Sophie's car was tipped at Neverest. Which means some assholes actually tipped her car onto it's side. See what I mean? Assholes.
What I DID do on Saturday was go to Chrome with Ruth and Millie and Jess. Which was awesome. Seriously, I'm up for Chrome next month. And maybe the next rave. We'll see.
Esp.
Monday, July 7, 2008
Emily and the Great Rave Spirit, and Why She Was At Chrome.
Posted by espii at 6:49 AM
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