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Back by popular demand!
It's the random hot raver chicks!
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Round 3! Going after Oprah again for her scathing, unwarranted and completely fucking hypocritical attack on James Frey for not being turthfully accurate in his non-fiction bestseller A Million Little Pieces. Oprah, you tell more lies than him in an average weekday afternoon, don't complain that you don't like to be duped.
This was originally an article I compiled from various sources back in the 90s, when I patrolled parties as a member of Dancesafe, Vibe Patrol, First Aid, and other rave factions that made sure partykids stayed safe.......back in the days when my site actually had useful info on it. This thing hasn't seen the internet in several years (at least since ishkur.com v1.5), but fortunately it was saved on my hard drive, and today I felt fit to resurrect it.
For fuck's sakes, music media, stop telling people that she is "reinventing disco music". This electro rebirth has been going on for five years without her fucking help. The only thing that could possibly make her new album so revoltingly trendwhorish is if she got Eric Prydz to produce it instead of Stuart Price.
Chick tract parody. Someone needed to say it. It gets pretty preachy towards the end, but then again...it's a CHICK TRACT!! It's supposed to be preachy!
I throw down my two sense at all these media mags and punters that think they're the fucking gospel when they do these top DJ things, when most of the guys on their lists barely deserve the title. So here's my careful analysis on who should top every list. Period.
The Official Ishkur.com tribute article to the first, the oldest, and the greatest genre of electronic music ever: the legendary Italo Disco, the blueprint for all trance, dance, techno, house, and probably breakbeat and heavy metal too.
A sobering reminder of what this scene is here for and why we're in it, culled from a mailing list rant I made a long time ago. Stop pretending that this culture is useful for anything other than how to have a really great fucking time, people. It's annoying the hell out of me.
Hey Promoters: are you stuck in a rut and can't decide what to do with your parties anymore? Well, then have a look over some of my ideas and garner some inspiration about what can and should be done with the way we celebrate this scene.
The best damn speech I've ever heard...not since Frankie Bones infamous "Peace, Love and Unity" speech has someone made so much sense. DJ Z-Trip, at the forefront of tearing down the schisms and barriers that the scene insists on erecting, dropping some science on what it means to be a DJ, and what it means to love music. This was recorded during a marathon set he did with DJ Radar in Seattle on July 15, 2000.
As we've all heard by now, Congress is really quickly trying to pass a RAVE Act, which stands for Reducing America's Vulnerability to Ecstasy, since the drug is so popular no one seems to be able to know how to stop it. So Congress, in their usual 'smash head against brick wall' manner, believes that declaring war on rave culture will stop ecstasy. Entirely. But why stop at raves? Here are the proposals for some other Acts currently under review.
HBO ran a documentary on how raves and club drugs have destroyed an entire family. It seems that according to the media there's no such thing as raving while maintaining a healthy, normal life. Raves are either a catalyst or a culprit for destruction. So why don't we just admit it: yeah, you got us, world. You've totally figured us out: we're really just here to ruin people's lives.
Spittin' in the mic like a bad MC, this is a diss on all the wack-ass rave web boards out there, who all have the same kids with the same names, the same posts, the same post whores, the same drama, the same complaining, the same elitists, the same jaded jerks, the same newbies, the same discussions, the same everything.
Harpo Inc. discovered my expose, and they are not amused. This is an abridged acount of my "brush with the law" featuring an attorney named Sue-Me, copyright law, fair use, parody, and the responsibility of accuracy that a major media mogul ought to have.
September 28/2K1: ravers, you NEED to hear this. The show is Oprah. The viewers: housewives, old people, middle America by the millions. Your parents don't think it's dangerous. See with your own eyes what your folks are up against.
Drugs are so prevalent in the rave scene, dealers vye for airtime on pirate radio stations to advertise their wares. This soundclip is a commercial I found of the infamous narcotics merchant Trip and his special clean brand of crystal methamphetamine.
 A special report on the one beverage that is finally bridging the gap between the alternative techno scenes and the pop culture kegger scenes: REV: the drink fit for both sport jock douchebag and jib-teck warrior.
 At a party this weekend (yes, the same one we were fishing at), in the middle of Freaky Flow's rockin' set, MC Flipside stopped the music to deliver a beautiful, energetic and politically-charged speech that might very well change life, the universe, the rave scene and everything you know FOREVER! This is a summation of what he said.
A screenshot from the "House Party" expansion pack to The Sims. Count all the errors they made!
Partly inspired by this handy dandy music generator, I decided to whip up my own DJ Bio Generator, for you Promoters and graphic artists who can't think of any more good things to say about the DJs on your flyers.
A couple of New York clubkids lie, cheat and scheme their way to rave culture's ultimate euphoria.
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