after you've been doing the rave thing for a lot of years, and you get to
reach an age most "ravahs" cannot even fathom, you become a bit more
cynical about such subjects. so, here goes my jaded ass. if you insist on
looking at the world through plur-coloured glasses, you might wanna skip
this one.
REAL RAVER LOVE
raver love...raver love is telling him you'll love him so he will buy you
drugs, and then going home with a different guy after the party because the
first one is broke...raver love is teaching each other how to use phrases
like "mad" and "phat" and ending your sentences with "yo" even though you
were raised in the suburbs and your parents both drive BMW's...raver love
is him selling bathtub crank out of his parents' house to raise the money
to pay for your abortion...raver love is when you both get kicked out of
your parents' houses because you dropped out of grade 9, and you both
become homeless street whores so you can have money to rave with, but you
both know it's only temporary, because you are gonna throw a party and then
you'll have lots of money!...raver love is waking up with someone whose
name you don't remember, but you know you want to marry them even though
you just met them last nite and neither of you have jobs...raver love is
when you care about your new flame so much that you decide you shouldn't
tell them that you're HIV positive, because you know they love you so much
they'll fuck you anyway...raver love is shoplifting phat and phresh gear
from macy's, so you can go to the party wearing a tommy fleece and a polo
sport hat, and he can have on a polo sport fleece and a tommy hat, and you
can both wear your hats sideways, so people will know you are "keeping it
real"...raver love is figuring out how to get each other into the party for
free, or how to sneak in, even though the party is only $5 to get in and
the promoter is losing $20,000+ already...raver love is finding the love of
your life at the drop of a hat and knowing that it's not just the e that
makes you feel this way, not this time!...raver love is when you look up to
him for how "old school" he is, because he's been raving for _8_ months and
you've only been doing it for 4...raver love is when you try to "tag up a
wall", and the real graff writers see you, and beat the fuck out of your
clueless suburban asses and steal your car, but you hold hands when you are
in the ambulance, and collaborate on a cover story to tell your
parents...raver love is supporting him when he dj's (at the gig he got
because he has done drug deals with the kid throwing the party, even though
he can't even match a beat) by being right up front singing along, but
first you have to finish selling this k, because there are some phat new
pants you want to buy, and you have to get some crystal for the ride home
too...raver love is something that stops happening when your brain and body
are so wrecked from years of rave abuse that all you can do is atropy in
your bed and watch cable tv, and wonder where your life went, and hey what
ever happened to that girl you were going to spend your life with - no, the
other one - no, the OTHER one, and the only times your old raving brothers
and sisters call you is to tell you someone else has died, and you look at
all the fresh-faced little raver kiddies and wish you could do it over
again. raver love sucks.
*********************STATESIDE HAPPYCORE MASSIVE**********************
dj michael knight [email protected]
american cheese productions, ohio USA ICQ #27890270
KickinBeats, USA www.kickinbeats.com
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To dream of the person you want to be is to
waste the person you are.
reach an age most "ravahs" cannot even fathom, you become a bit more
cynical about such subjects. so, here goes my jaded ass. if you insist on
looking at the world through plur-coloured glasses, you might wanna skip
this one.
REAL RAVER LOVE
raver love...raver love is telling him you'll love him so he will buy you
drugs, and then going home with a different guy after the party because the
first one is broke...raver love is teaching each other how to use phrases
like "mad" and "phat" and ending your sentences with "yo" even though you
were raised in the suburbs and your parents both drive BMW's...raver love
is him selling bathtub crank out of his parents' house to raise the money
to pay for your abortion...raver love is when you both get kicked out of
your parents' houses because you dropped out of grade 9, and you both
become homeless street whores so you can have money to rave with, but you
both know it's only temporary, because you are gonna throw a party and then
you'll have lots of money!...raver love is waking up with someone whose
name you don't remember, but you know you want to marry them even though
you just met them last nite and neither of you have jobs...raver love is
when you care about your new flame so much that you decide you shouldn't
tell them that you're HIV positive, because you know they love you so much
they'll fuck you anyway...raver love is shoplifting phat and phresh gear
from macy's, so you can go to the party wearing a tommy fleece and a polo
sport hat, and he can have on a polo sport fleece and a tommy hat, and you
can both wear your hats sideways, so people will know you are "keeping it
real"...raver love is figuring out how to get each other into the party for
free, or how to sneak in, even though the party is only $5 to get in and
the promoter is losing $20,000+ already...raver love is finding the love of
your life at the drop of a hat and knowing that it's not just the e that
makes you feel this way, not this time!...raver love is when you look up to
him for how "old school" he is, because he's been raving for _8_ months and
you've only been doing it for 4...raver love is when you try to "tag up a
wall", and the real graff writers see you, and beat the fuck out of your
clueless suburban asses and steal your car, but you hold hands when you are
in the ambulance, and collaborate on a cover story to tell your
parents...raver love is supporting him when he dj's (at the gig he got
because he has done drug deals with the kid throwing the party, even though
he can't even match a beat) by being right up front singing along, but
first you have to finish selling this k, because there are some phat new
pants you want to buy, and you have to get some crystal for the ride home
too...raver love is something that stops happening when your brain and body
are so wrecked from years of rave abuse that all you can do is atropy in
your bed and watch cable tv, and wonder where your life went, and hey what
ever happened to that girl you were going to spend your life with - no, the
other one - no, the OTHER one, and the only times your old raving brothers
and sisters call you is to tell you someone else has died, and you look at
all the fresh-faced little raver kiddies and wish you could do it over
again. raver love sucks.
*********************STATESIDE HAPPYCORE MASSIVE**********************
dj michael knight [email protected]
american cheese productions, ohio USA ICQ #27890270
KickinBeats, USA www.kickinbeats.com
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To dream of the person you want to be is to
waste the person you are.