/=\=/=\=/=\=/=\=/=\=/=\=/=\=/=\=/=\=/=\=/=\=/=\=/=\=/=\=/=\=/=\=/=\=/=\=/=\ =| T.Y.M.E. - Twisted Young Minds Expand | #62 by vYrus | 04/17/96 |= \=/=\=/=\=/=\=/=\=/=\=/=\=/=\=/=\=/=\=/=\=/=\=/=\=/=\=/=\=/=\=/=\=/=\=/=\=/ Rave Reviews \=--------=/ last weekend i went to san diego to visit my favorite person in the world. pinguino. i had a great time with her. and while we were there, we went to a rave at the world beat center. this is my story. scraping and crunching along the parking lot, pinguino dragged the under- side of the car across a curb that she didn't know existed. didn't seem like a good start to the night. we arrived at the door, showed up at the wrong one, and got in the right line all by 8:30. we stood in line, watching people sucking on nitrous-filled balloons and generally freaking out. the line behind us grew to over a hundred people, and at 9:30, they began lettin us in. we made it through the door at about 9:45, deep into a room chock full of blacklights and psychedelic pinups. crazy. we snapped a couple pictures in the blacklight room, and went outside to check out what was going on. a free mixing table was outside, and i dis- tinctly remember hearing an excellent remix of "1979" by smashing pumpkins. pooling our money, me, saiine, a guy named billy, and a guy named mike all bought a few hits of acid and split them up. i got a half a dose, like all the other guys, and i was freaking out nicely. i didn't actually get out on the floor and start moving until keoki began spinning. the acid was taking it's effect and i was loving it. i thrashed around for a good long time (i can't for the life of me remember times, i only checked the time once every few hours), and afterward crashed in the "chill room" with ping, billy, mike, saiine, and a bunch of other people. strangers at raves are the best type of people you will ever meet. they are friendly, and will talk to you at the drop of a hat. water was being passed freely, cigarettes were bummed, and people just kept on going. it was a free trade session, and nobody minded. the most common question i was asked by someone i didn't know was "so what are you on?". the drugs most often mentioned were acid and extascy. other people were on various others. few others were on crank, and pure MDMA. one guy i met was on two lines of pure MDMA and several doses of acid at once. his name was max. off in the corner, a fucked up couple was snorting crack off a switchblade, and one girl next to me for a little while was freaking out because someone had laced her x with herion. after coming back the first time from some hardcore dancing, i popped four pills of herbal x. that got me feeling really weird. later on that night, someone was kind enough to roll a fat j and pass it around the group. i got nicely stoned off that. three drugs were enough for me that night, and i just sat there spinning for several hours. pinguino was concerned, but she went off for almost an hour and danced her ass off to dj trance's spinning. everyone thought she was passed out or dead. but everything was cool, and she came back sweaty as hell and running on major adreniline and herbal x. dancing to rave music is a rush. being on drugs amplifies it. you can do absolutly anything you want and nobody will care. just don't let a circle form around you or else you'll have to do some pretty fancy breaking to meet to crowd's expectations. i was just going off, and ping was going pretty wild herself, and we were loving it. i can't even dance, and i was just tearing shit up. some of my favorites at the rave: favorite t-shirt: "tweekers suck" favorite person: pinguino favorite dj: john e. thin favorite quote: "eat it! don't waste it, eat the fucking thing!" (story below) favorite drug: acid favorite outfit: the three guys with the twelve inch boots and fag getup favorite thing to stare at: pinguino worst things at the rave: worst person: the chick on herion worst dj: the guys outside who couldn't spin for shit worst drug: crack worst quote: "man, i'm so hiiiiigh..." worst confrontation: the security guards favorite rave story: we were all sitting on the couch talking, and the guy named max had a dose of acid on his finger that he'd been chewing for an hour. he was chatting up a guy next to him. two security guards walked up and shined a flashlight RIGHT on his finger, right on top of the dose. max looked up with wide eyes, and the guard just watched him calmly. the only thing that was heard was the thumping music coming from the other room. the guard looked at max and said, "eat it! don't waste it, EAT the fucking thing!" max looked at him again and shoved the dose back in his mouth. the guards left and everyone busted into a frenzy about what had happened.. =) well. this has been my account of my first rave. most excellent. i would definatly recommend hanging out with ping at a rave. but YOU CAN'T. 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